A life in Colombia
Let me tell you a secret. I, Victoria Unpronounceable (that’s a nudge for the Colombians, by the way, because they make such a mess of saying my surname. In fact, I am now registered with several Bogotá taxi firms and pizza deliveries as Victoria Sanchez and will be until I actually date someone with the […]
MoreI have discovered there is something annoying about writing a blog. Unfortunately, if you write a blog, you have to make a vague stab at being truthful even when you’ve plumbed previously inconceivable depths of idiocy. This blog should be about the Saturday I spent snorkelling with baby sealions and ploughing through dark and choppy […]
MoreI was in the highest of spirits that afternoon as I walked to the beach to meet Pam. Now, there are two beaches we frequent on San Cristobal. Playa Man is your typical hangout. It is still smothered with sea lions and you can watch the blue footed boobies diving – but it just has […]
MoreIt would be an understatement to say that, as I walked to school the next day, I had no idea how things were going to unfold. Joss advised me to take my laptop – “If there’s no-one to help, you can always find a quiet corner,” she advised – which seemed eminently sensible. But I […]
MorePeople are usually reasonably easy to read, aren’t they? If they dislike you, disapprove of you or generally feel unable to tolerate you, they’ll give themselves away. It might be a comment or a gesture, but it will be there. Similarly, if they like you, well, that’s normally pretty obvious too. I have no idea […]
MoreIt first happened in Spanish class. “Do you have a boyfriend in South America?” my teacher asked, innocently enough. “No,” I replied. But it was Spanish class, so I elaborated. “Men here are too short,” I smiled politely. “Noooooo,” my teacher responded, mouth agape. She then spent the next 15 minutes listing all of her […]
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