A Couple of Days Here and There


It’s time for another update in the day in the life of Jess!

As the days come to finals days, the final trips have approached, one could definitely say too quickly.

One exchange student can simply not just attend classes and stay at home on the weekend, that is why I planned on meeting my dear German friend Nina in Barcelona for the weekend. I met Nina when she was on exchange in Wagga Wagga in 2011 and we have managed to see each other every day year since somewhere around the world. Nina is currently studying Spanish in Barcelona. As you could imagine my weekend was wonderful, a new city with an old friend, did i mention she has a job in Barcelona as a tour guide. Thus making me very lucky to have my own personal tour guide. Knowing all the tourist places to visit and the local hide outs. The city shocked me in terms of the people and languages I was surrounded by. In Madrid it is rather rare to hear English spoken in a Shop whereas in Barcelona that’s all I heard. There are several reasons for this, the first being Spanish isn’t the first spoken language around the Barcelona area whereas in Madrid it is but also Barcelona welcomes foreigners and also find it easier to speak english rather than Spanish sometimes. It is hard to comprehend but it works, and is definitely an advantage for an English speaker tourist or not.

Exploring the city was filled with endless pieces of art and beauty, located right on the beach, one could describe it as “the whole package”. You hear off a lot of people that live in Spain and tourists that you either like Barcelona or Madrid, and regardless of how wonderful it was, Madrid has won my heart.

It is rather to think of Madrid having my heart, but even if i’m using it as a home base it has given me an open door to the rest of the world and for that i’ll be forever grateful. When I look around my class rooms I see some of the best people from all around the world, all different, from different lives and studying different things but here we are in Spain together – our one common ground.

The travel bug has continued and as I took off on Swiss Air with my American’s for our last adventure away I had tears in my eyes. It is hard on exchange to take it all in, reflect but not get stuck in the moment as the new is already in front of you and if you don’t capture that moment, it will slip away. Unfortunately that is one thing I am constantly reminded- Time doesn’t wait for anyone.  With the watery eyes clearing quickly, I looked around and smiled as we soon landed in Zurich, Switzerland.

Four quick days around the neutral land, we saw everything. Used three different languages when attempting to order coffee ( German, Spanish and English) It went a little like this.. Ein Kaffee con leche please mit sugar, Gracias. We played in the snow, we tested our winter jackets for the first time, drank a lot of hot drinks and visited some traditional Christmas markets. Despite the cold temperatures, sight restricting fogg, we still managed to see the Swiss beauty and also noticed how it is one of the most experience cities in the world.

A drive through the Alps took our breath away and especially our view from Mt Pilatus, with a great lunch with great height above the sea and clouds along with great people, it was a pretty magical moment. It is these moments where I feel like the luckiest girl in the world and thankful that I could get to this moment. The drive ended us in the city of Geneva. The city where you don’t if you can speak French or German or English. Unfortunately Geneva resulted in a couple of sick chickens and had two visit the doctor. Travel is exhausting no matter where or how long, it is difficult to rest but it is really important to look after yourself and even though we didn’t see a lot of the city, it is a sacrifice that was needed. My tip for anyone who is sick while travelling, is not to be angry or push yourself more, but take that day or two for your body to recover and then go again.

None of our trips ever ran as smoothly as wished but that’s what made them the best, it is the unknown events, places and people that create the memories that will forever stay with you. As I reach my last group travel, I want to thank everyone who travelled with my over the past 4 and a half months! You have all helped me create memories that will last a life time.  Open your heart to the world and the world will come rushing in.

My next week will be filled with my final exams and the final goodbye to Spain.


Jess xx


Where Did I Go?

Guess who finally had a weekend in Spain? I did. This was our first official trip booked and what a trip it was. 35 euros round trip flights with our wonderful friend Ryan air and we were off. We went to Mallorca, another part of Spanish paradise. It was an interesting island as it’s the off peak season since it has cooled down a lot over this side of the world. This made it a great time to go but even then you could tell it was a very tourist island. I had heard of this island before because of German friends, a lot of them holiday there every year. It was a beautiful Island, but again you had to question where we were as every sign was in 4 language and you don’t know what language to actually talk in the shops as the menus are in different languages as well. The next level of unknown about this island is that you think everyone is a tourist but they are actually locals from all around the world.

We spent the first day going around the main city where we stayed, Palma, surrounded by the beautiful beach. We could still sit on the beach and get sunburnt, although the wind did make it very fresh when the sun went behind the clouds. With endless delish food, none of us wanted to return back to Madrid. I think it is safe to say Mallorca was the least expected trip. When travel every weekend, you have this degree of excitement constantly building up throughout the week prior to arrival. It is kind of sad but for me this was my least exciting trip. I didn’t know what to expect but I just didn’t think it would be as magical, but of course once again the world of travelling won again and it was wonderful!

Our second day we decided to do a tour that allowed us to travel to the very northern point of the island, which we traveled by bus, train, tram and boat to reach this point. A day of meeting locals and seeing the different beauties of Spain opened our eyes and heart even more for this island but also Spain. As we went past endless olive trees and local vineyards, seeing just saw how content the locals were showed the other side of living with not too much just enough to make a living.

The weekend after Mallorca resulted in an 8 hour bus ride down to the bottom of Spain, to then jump on a ferry to end up no where else but AFRICA! Well Tangier, Morocco to be precise.

Our first day and night was spent in the town of Tangier. With special escorts around the city, our first sights and feelings of Africa were very interesting and once again beyond eye opening. Once off the ferry we went through security that was like a normal security entry like in an airport- bag on a belt, you walk through a machine. Only thing with this there only one man standing in the corner not actually reading the computer showing what was in our bag and the detector going off as every person walked through, again no one checked and no one cared. – Welcome to morocco!

This city was what everyone told us to prepare for: smelly, dirty and lots of men – Unfortunately this warning correct. Along the beach front and close to the port is where the foreign money is and it is clearly set up for tourists. With nice hotels and restaurants – it was the cleanest part of the city. As you start to head inland into the city and particularly the markets it’s a little bit of different story. Despite many dirty streets and seedy shopkeepers there is this unexpected beauty.

As our local tour guide led us through the lost streets, no one could concentrate on where we were but just what was in front of us. Stalls everywhere – filled with everything. A guy selling old Nokia phones, another selling chicken – cutting the heads off in front of you and to the other side of you is a fresh fruit and nut store with endless olives and dates although with so many bugs all over them. The shopkeepers would tell in many languages “you want, you need, come here“ and then smile with a lot missing teeth. As we kept weaving our way through the stalls we stopped at a natural medicine shop where they had a cure for everything with herbs all from Morocco. I ended up buying some soap made of olive oil and argon oil, which is meant to clear your pores and restrict pimples. Still to actually see if it works. We then headed further in and went to a stall where they made the most beautiful fabric items. Many of us watched them make blankets and scarfs, after hearing it takes over 5 hours to make a basic scarf – we all did our part and bought several. The scary reality of it all, is you are expect to barter with each shopkeeper, but we were already paying under 10 euros (15 dollars) a scarf. If you do the maths you start to question the wages and wonder how one can live off such a small wage yet they do.

Our final moments of daylight included a camel ride on the beach and visiting the caves of Hercules. The camel riding was fun and a little bit frightening, I now have a wish to ride in the desert for a day or two somewhere in the world. The caves had the most interesting opening to the sea; if you looked carefully enough it was shaped like Africa.

Day two we headed to the north west part of Morocco to the blue city or otherwise known as Chefchaouen or Chaouen. There is a reason why it is called the blue city, everything is a shade of blue and it is beautiful. (Blue is my favourite colour, so I found my paradise). We were told on our tour that it was to keep out the mozzies, but there are many other theories, one being that Jews introduced the blue when they took refuge from Hitler in the 1930s. The city was the most unique and even though it is a very popular tourist destination I felt completely safe and like there was our tour and another and the locals. It was like the complete opposite to Tangier. By the end of the day we almost missed the bus, but I could secretly admit I wish we missed it and could of stayed longer. Everyone was so welcoming and the bartering became a constant game. The stalls were full of very unique local produced or made goods. One of my favourite moments was sitting on the edge of town watching all these kids kicking around the soccer ball on this dirt field. It reminds you the beauty of life can come from the simplist things. Just around the corner was this man just sitting there, painting with all different shades of blue, he captured me. He painted all the wonderful sights of the Blue city, my friends and I of course had to buy a couple of paintings. He sold them for absolutely nothing; you couldn’t even buy the plain canvas in Australia for the price we paid. Seeing him smile and paint away, it made my heart bleed a little. How can someone be so happy with sitting on a corner painting all-day and lucky to make $20.

Visiting a country like Morocco opens your heart and eyes, exposing you to the other part of the world we live that we all try and ignore. There is so many places in the world to visit and we are so fortunate that we lived in the best country in the world, but one day if you feel that your life wont be compromised I encourage you to take a trip to where they are less fortunate.


Jess xx




2000 miles

When I was first accepted on exchange I made a list of the countries I really wanted to visit during my time abroad. As of last Sunday I have officially ticked off every place on that list. It is like a dream coming true. Since I was a kid, I have always dreamt of the future and what other countries would look like. When I travel I don’t like to do a lot of research and set my expectations high, I like the surprise, which causes pure excitement and a slight thrill to see the unknown.

With my wonderful British friend Abbi, who I roomed with in Greece we set off for two quick weeks driving around Ireland and Scotland. Clocking just over 2000 miles up in Abbi’s ford fiesta, you could definitely say it was one hell of a road trip.

We actually began the road trip at London Stansted and then we drove to Holyhead where we stayed the night before we boarded the ferry bright and early. Even though I have been travelling for a while now, still to this very day it amazes me how easy and quick you can pop to another country. As the ferry approached the Dublin headlands, the scenery became instantly greener.

You know the quote that the grass is greener on the other side? Well when it comes to Ireland, the grass is definitely greener on the other side. Ireland had a beauty to it that I can’t put my finger on it. I think it is a combination that it is endless beauty, a fab accent spoken by all, great pubs and even though it is a small country they are just humble in their ways.

Our first stop over in Ireland was Dublin for two nights. Throughout our trip we stayed in hostels and Airbnb’s. Which in it’s self is always an interesting experience, as again you’re never really know what you’re going to get until you arrive. Unless staying with friends, most weekends have been in Airbnb’s. We have come across some real gems, are we travel in a group we rent out the whole house for a weekend. It is nice to get away for a couple of days and have access to a double bed and a kitchen – always a luxury when you don’t have access to either everyday in Madrid.

Dublin was great but once again surprised me, it felt a little sketchy at night but during the day perfectly small and safe. The Guinness beers went down very well at the incredible and original Guinness factory, they also went down well when exploring the local and tourist bars. The one thing most people don’t know about Ireland is that they also have many other amazing flavored beers other than Guinness; I definitely say there is a beer or cider for everyone in Ireland.

After Dublin we adventured to the wonderful city of Limerick, which is the third largest city in Ireland. We stayed in the most wonderful cottage on the outskirts of town. The peace and scenery created such endless picture perfect moments. One of our days in Limerick we explored the castle and also the University of limerick – which is in fact of my second chose after Madrid for exchange. The campus was beautiful and large, with a river and a great bridge in the middle. You could say it was love at first sight, once I return to Australia I think I’m going to have to research further study abroad options, perhaps complete my masters overseas.

Another day we drove and we drove pass Kilarney National Park all the way down to the endless area of Ring of Kerry. This without a doubt was my favorite place we visited in Ireland. It was absolutely breath taking. Along the way were many small downs, lakes, cliffs, sheep and green as far as you could see.

Unlike everyone’s expectations for us, we had very un-Irish weather. Everyday filled with sunshine, little wind and not excessive cold weather. Even my Irish friends were surprised when I told them. From Limerick we made our way to Galway, on the way with a very touristy stop at Cliffs of Moher. Unlike most tourists we walked to the end of the cliff, which felt like miles away. The Cliffs were just like all the postcards and as we kept walking we would meet people who told us what movies had filled scenes at the Cliffs of Moher, which made this world-renowned tourist attraction even greater. One thing that I didn’t realize is that Ireland has hundreds of wonderful walking tracks, would definitely like to look into doing one when I go back another day. As the country is beautiful and small, so you could cover a lot in a day if you tried.

Galway and Donegal were our final nights in Ireland and were two great places to visit. Even though we didn’t have a lot of time at either place, I believe we found the best of it. We went to some great local pubs, heard great live music and meet some great locals along the way. Galway and Donegal towns were smaller than I originally imaged with by being surrounded by water, again we found post card perfect places to visit.

From Donegal we headed up to the North Ireland to board the big ferry to get to Scotland. It was funny entering North Ireland, as you don’t realize you’ve crossed the boarder but then all of sudden numbers plates become UK and car road signs change to miles.

Unfortunately Scotland was like a wonderful blur, it made me wish we had longer in places but we booked this trip knowing I couldn’t miss too much school. The days flew by and we had our first couple of days of true cold UK weather and rain. We met up with Abbi’s uncle and Aunty in FortWilliams and boarded the Harry Potter train you could call it, it is the same one from the first movie and we got over the bridge they do. I’m personally not a Harry Potter fan, but the sights of the train were so incredible! It’s hard to believe that I didn’t see an ugly sight in the UK. Not that anywhere is ever ugly, but I had a huge smile on my face all day, everyday, each and every turn it was all so wonderful.

We stayed one night in a cute cottage in the middle of nowhere with Ab’s aunt and uncle, yet some could call it close to the famous Lochness. I didn’t see the Lochness monster on the way to Edinburg. We spent two days in Edinburg for our final days which was simply fab. We headed to some of the highest points around the city to capture the views of this wonderful city.

It was interesting living out of suitcase again for two weeks, as I think I love having a home base. It is exhausting travelling each weekend but being exciting and a constant adventure when you’re travelling with incredible people. Considering I was planning on travelling alone when I first arrived in Madrid but haven’t done a trip alone. I’ve been lucky enough to met people from all around the world who have become not only people I’ve met on exchange but rather friends for life. Thank you everyone, especially Abbi for this incredible trip around Ireland and Scotland, can’t wait to explore England with you in December.


Jess xx

Less than 24hrs in another country

Lovely readers,

Do you remember how I was telling you about cheap flights in Europe and how it makes it easy to go places? Well this blog is rather delayed however it is about 2 weeks ago.

When one is on exchange or travelling, the world just keeps becoming smaller and smaller. The distance between cities, countries doesn’t become a huge factor or issue (Unlike travel in Australia). Often people refer to it as the travel bug- and i’ve definitely got it!

One of best friends has been travelling Europe for the past couple of months and when I asked where he was heading next, he told me Portugal. This particular guy, was the guy who grew up a mad supporter of the Portugal football (soccer) team and refused to play any other team on Fifa for many years. When I found out the days he was in Portugal I realised one of them was my day off and as you know it’s just a little jump from Spain to Portugal. So what was my first reaction? Jump on Ryan air and look up flights! All of sudden I find return flights to Porto – Portugal for 27 Euros. This would of been a missed opportunity.

I guess this when I remind you that I have a day off on a Wednesday but classes on Thursday. Therefore this amazing opportunity for many reasons- a) to see Murray again after a couple of months apart b) see part of the country we always talked about growing up c) less than 24hrs in another country.

Some may say less than 24hours is not enough time but I would call it achievable and acceptable and now officially accomplished! Porto was this city that kept become more surprising. It was old but quiet and peaceful. The name of the city gives it away what it is filled with “PORTo”.  Our day involved talking about our travels, life and walking around the city. It also involved us staring at the sky for a lot of the day, just wondering when it would pour rain on us. Luckily we had just a couple of drops. Finishing the day with Port and cheese by the river, was just the cherry on top for my day trip to Portugal.

After returning early morning Thursday, it wasn’t long until I was packing my bags again for Copenhagen – Denmark!  And we were off again!

Copenhagen was absolutely incredible, I don’t think I could wipe the smile off my face. It was one of those places I always dreamt of going, although i never thought i could get there on this trip. It was actually my first choice for my 2012 exchange. Even though it was freezing and windy, it was a very welcoming city. With plenty of wonderful sights to be seen and explored. Would highly recommend climbing the 100’s of stairs to the top of  Church of our Saviour. I can’t even begin to describe the scenes to you. With great hot chocolates, cute cafes, lovely people and wonderful sights – the weekend went quicker than ever.

This weekend marked a milestone for me. It wasn’t about the travel, the sights, the food and drinks but more about the company. I went to Copenhagen with 2 or the 3 American girls I live with in Madrid, and these girls have become more than friends but rather sisters. It was when we were taking photos in front of the classic colourful houses that I realised that I had made friends for life. I couldn’t imagine exchange without them and I can’t even remember what life was before them. Kind of funny to think that we only all met in August, but here we are a couple months later and I don’t want to be separated.

Exchange is about a lot of things, but the one thing you’ll never truly understand is the emotions it exposes you to. For now I will tell you that i’m the happiest i’ve ever been and surrounded by some of the most incredible people, who I will treasure for the rest of my life.






The Language

Hello readers,

The past week has been very interesting , as I almost hit two months here I have been reflecting on what I have done and achieved. This is can be a positive activity however it can leave you with a negative feeling. When I reflect on my friends, travels and Madrid overall I feel absolutely blessed and couldn’t be happier. Then comes the big BUT.. what about my Spanish. Before I came to Spain I could say HOLA (hello) and that was the extent of my language.

Last week I had my first in class Spanish test, which was exciting as I could understand majority of the tasks. The test covered verbs, changing their endings depending on the sentence and telling the time. When I got my results I did alright but could of done better. It reminded me of doing a spelling test in primary school when you just forget to write an e or put the I in the wrong place. I made a couple of silly mistakes and then with some of the verbs they are very difficult to understand when they are used.  There is no rules and many exceptions – it is something that you just learn along the way. It is so frustrating because you learn one way, think you’ve got the basic understanding but then you’ve got it completely wrong.

One day last week I was trying to do my homework and talk to one of the Spainish girls and I just couldn’t pronounce the words properly. It all just felt so impossible. That is when I just became so negative and felt so stupid. It is hard to hear someone repeat the same sentence over and over again and then you can never say it right or forget it straight away. Here comes the big BUT again – but this is part of learning a language. Which I often need to remind myself.

The next day I realised moments after it actually happened that I understood what our cook said, and that  I automatically translated what said to a friend of mine.. It is these moments that the negativity disappear, and your confidence grows. Languages are hard, and I really can’t speak Spainish to save myself but I came here with no knowledge and now I am understanding words and starting to create random sentences.

My Spainish is better than yesterday and tomorrow it is going to be even better without me ever realising!


Big travel plans for the next two weeks – updates will come.



Jess xx

Ciao Ciao Ciao

Hello readers,

It is that time again – blog post from Madrid.

I am just back from a four day weekend in Italy. For those wondering how and why i’m going to all these different countries just for weekends – there are a couple of explanations. Firstly I don’t have class on Friday – instantly a long weekend. Secondly, flights in Europe are very cheap, a lot of the trips we have booked our flights there and back for under 50 euros. Thirdly, with cheap flights and air BNB’s – our weekend trips to other countries are actually cheaper than weekends in Spain.

My friend Isabelle from the USA and I  first flew  into Rome, where we spent the day running around the city. I have been to Rome a couple of years ago, but it was just as magically.  We saw the classic tourist destinations around the city, such as: Colosseum, Trevi Fountain, parts of the Roman Empire.  Picture this- dinner at an Italian restaurant, temperature about 25 degrees, eating both pizza and pasta with a man playing his accordion in the background, followed by gelato next to the Trevi fountain.

Later that night we boarder the bus to the Amalfi coast, with an American company Bus2Alps. Fun fact: 105 people on tour, 1 Australian, 1  South African tour guide and 103 Americans. At early hours of the morning we arrived to our hostel in Sorrento, where we stayed for the next three nights.

Our second day, we caught a ferry to the wonderful of Capri. It was breath taking! We spent the day exploring the island.  Some of my highlights would include: Getting into a five man row boat and  entering into a cave that had the bluest water I had ever seen. Another highlight was taking the single man chair lift to the top of the island where you had 360 views. The tour boat around the island was another breath-taking moment. It was one of those pinch me moments, as everywhere you looks is like a post card.

As you could imagine our days were filled with carbs and a little dairy.  With several stops at Gelato shops throughout the day and pizza and pasta for lunch and dinner, it is safe to say that I gained a couple of kilos.
Our last full day was spent in the fabulous Positano. It is very touristy but 95% of the shops only sell Italian goods. From food to clothes to many amazing pieces of art. Laying on a sun bed looking to the right and seeing the famous picture perfect view of the houses and water, reminded me just how lucky I am. Huge shout out to Mum and Dad for supporting my endless dreams and goals and a huge thank you to CSU GLOBAL for allowing this opportunity, i’ll be forever grateful.

Our final day before we flew back home to Madrid, we visited the famous ancient town of Pompeii. It is very hard to comprehend everywhere you walk and see is thousands and thousands of years old (and the amount of people from all over the world who visit it). Safe to say Italy was an incredible weekend.

Will be in Madrid for the next two weeks- talk soon.

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Jess xx


Hello wonderful readers,

Time for another quick post from Madrid. I’ve officially been here a month now and I can honestly question where on earth did the time go? I guess I can just apply the classic quote “Time flies when you’re having fun”.

Let’s start with school, i’m officially at the three week mark and I feel mostly settled. I have been assigned groups for most classes to start large assignments. Unlike most subjects back at CSU, here  my marks come from one large assignment/presentation, the final exam and then class attendance and participation. The groups make it the large presentation more fun, I mean how often are you with people from all around the world conducting a presentation together. Spanish classes are definitely my favourite even though I find them the most challenging. I would like to say that my Spainish is good but it’s really not. I’m better than when i arrived but i’m at the slow part of learning now, where it feels like you take one step forward and two steps back, I will get there though.

I don’t think there has been a day where we haven’t spoken about a trip to somewhere. I have officially booked majority of my trips for the next couple of weekends. Two weeks ago I was lucky enough to go San Sebastian for the weekend, which is at the top of Spain, not too far away from the French boarder. It was simply beautiful, with  a couple beaches, great food and perfect sunny weather. I honestly didn’t want to come back to Madrid. I feel settled in Madrid now, it is home. The residence with the girls is great and i’m starting to get myself around by foot and metro without using google maps.

Last weekend we went right to the bottom of Spain, to a city called Malaga. It was again another great weekend with a beach, wonderful food, views and history. Unfortunately one of my friends was pick-pocketed here which dampened the mood on the Friday, nevertheless with some Tinto, Sangria (Sweet wine based drinks) and a huge fashion show down the middle of the main street, the mood soon changed for us all.

What’s next?
Well tomorrow I fly to Rome with a friend to then do a tour for a couple of days at the Amalfi Coast. The weather forecast looks great and i’m so excited.

Upcoming trips include: Copenhagen, Scotland and Ireland.

Post soon, sorry again for no pictures- unsure whats wrong with my wordpress account.
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Jess xx