Our first lengthy trip in China, and arguably the most memorable. We were able to tick two major destinations off (Xi’an and Beijing), whilst also exploring the lesser known Tianjin. The northern city of Harbin was particularly special, being our home during the Chinese New Year celebrations.
On the 29th July 2017, Menna and I stood proudly in our graduation gowns having just received our degrees – marking an end to our time at Swansea University.
James Cameron’s Avatar is the highest grossing film of all time.
Upon it’s release in 2009, I – being only thirteen years old – was taken back and astounded by the creativity and spectacular visual effects that the film displayed.
Over the past ten months, we have experienced many ups and downs of teaching and indeed living, abroad. Whilst there are some drawbacks (which will be discussed on a separate blog), we firmly believe that the benefits of teaching abroad far outweigh the negatives.
In frustrating yet amusing fashion, she went at snail’s pace towards our desired location; grinning at the determined and panicky faces of Menna and I in her dash mirror.
Arguably the greatest disappointment of a football supporters’ life is that they may end up supporting Manchester United.
Standing side by side, curious eyes would inadvertently dart up and down, from my bare legs to Menna’s hair. Up down. Up down. Up down.
Menna and I agree on very little. She loves selfies, I love seclusion. She loves pineapple on pizza. I love pineapple far from pizza. She insists on dinner before eight. I insist on after eights for dinner.
…the sounds, sights, colours, commuters, food, and fast paced life.
The urge to share and detail our experiences in China was a fundamental reason for setting up this blog. But if you’ve read our previous blog, ‘Last Minute Joe’, then you’ll have realised that we’re six months into our time abroad.
My Mum will take any opportunity to assert the infamous saying, ‘Last Minute Joe’.
I believe the phrase ‘Last Minute Joe’, or LMJ for short, was coined by my very own Mum as a way to not so subtly prod at my inability to complete tasks in good time.