Leeds life

Life in Leeds is finally settling into a rhythm just as its all about to change for exams. I know the exact time I have to leave my house to arrive a minute before lecture starts (8:59 for a 9:05 class), the amount of money I can spend on food to only have to shop every week and a half (12 pounds) and I've perfected the standard english greeting (hiyah, you alright?) 

Flash back: March 28

I've just spent a night in the desert with wind blowing sand in my face the whole night. I don't understand Berber tent doors. I haven't mastered the whole closing them yet.

Flash back: March 24

We're on the bus back to Marrakech from sunny, surf town Taghazout. I don't think I've swallowed quite so much sea water in a very long time... Is it gross to say that my phlegm still tastes like the ocean? Yeah that's probably TMI. Sorry.

Flash back: March 18

We're leaving Malaga to head to sunnier, cheaper Morocco. I have to admit that Spain hasn't been my favourite country so far. To be fair I've only given it two days... But still.