My family has had a static caravan in Pembrokeshire, West Wales, pretty much since I was born. I spent a large amount of my childhood there and as a result have made so many memories there, however in the last few years I’ve only been back one or two times. Advertisements
By far one of my favourite places that I was lucky enough to visit during my time in Madrid was Segovia.
Hey there, I’m still here! Still in Madrid, still struggling through the heat and still taking photos.
It’s been a week since my last post, which I wrote whilst sat nervously waiting in Bristol airport for my gate number to be announced. And now, here I am.
After a long and stressful week at Uni, on Saturday I decided to give myself the day off and headed into town with my camera (which doesn’t get nearly as much love as it should anymore!).
Yesterday my boyfriend, Lew, and I went on a spontaneous day trip to London. Last week we had been thinking about what to do during my last week home before the semester starts back at Uni, and we decided to book a coach to the Big Smoke.
I honestly don’t know where the time has gone. It’s January, all of my deadlines and exams are (thankfully) done and dusted, and at last I have a chance to relax and reflect on my first few months at Uni.