Gap yearing in Berrylands

“I’m going to really get under the skin of leafy, suburban London on my gap year,” said no-one, ever. But here I was, cast on my arm, dosed up on painkillers wondering when I could get out of the country again. I’ll admit there were a few moments where my frustration ran high, but the […]

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Boston in the cold

“The good news is that it’ll be 7 degrees on our first day; the bad news is it’ll drop to minus 12 in the following 48 hours.” I knew this isn’t what my sister had envisioned when I convinced her to take a spring break in Boston but it hadn’t even occurred to me that […]

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