Hiya Peeps
When I originally made the decision to come out here I was drained, drained, drained. I had been into the second year of my part time (MA) at Goldsmiths, working full time and needed a change big time. The monotony was killing me. I had a cute little pad, a job that paid the bills but was soul destroying and I had lost my lustre for the city; and my life
Me in the city this summer on my way to Jigga and Kanyeezy |
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Me with my li'l cuz playing at my Grandmother's on the veranda |
Its maaaaaaaaaaaad the things you miss about your old life when your in the process of trying to create a new one. What is it you ask, fish and chips? Actually the food here is great. I have really enjoyed eating seasonally; usually when I travel I enjoy the food abroad more and this has been no exception. I regress, the fact is I miss the comforts that we all tell ourselves we need but actually do not. Oh the great British High street, did I mention how much I love going to cutesy lil overpriced bars? Then my wonderful friends and family who I barely saw due to my expensive overpriced flat that needed to be paid for on my suspiciously small wage. Well, since I have been here they have heard more regularly than they ever did when I was living near to them. But hearing their voices offers me a form of comfort that Oreo’s do not reach.
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Responsible for my cellulite |
But the truth is my life here is nicer in so many ways. I can have fresh organic food that doesn’t cost the earth. I’m not permanently cold (nine months out of the year) and last but not least I am getting to know my culture in real way. I know i’m privileged as the responsibilities of daily life stops most of us from taking this kind of extended culture trip. I am lucky enough to do it.
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