Lebanon calling!

After moving to Luxembourg at the start of 2010, I had finally managed to save enough money to go on one of my first holidays in over a decade. For a multitude of reasons, I didn’t see much outside of the UK during this long period in between; mainly, university cost money, and trying to…

Home…?!

Home. Funny word that. Home is where my parents are. Or the hotel in whichever country I am travelling around. Or my bedroom in my flat share. Or my sisters’ flats, when they cook me good food. Or my friends’ homes, when I stay overnight. I have always felt like I am still searching for…