how homesickness led me to the most embarrassing moment of my life (so far)
Welcome back to the Intensive Clare Unit! First of all, I want to thank every single person who liked, shared or commented on my first blog post. It means so much and not one piece of feedback went unnoticed. People sometimes like to say that, especially in Ireland, we don’t like to see other people do well. I don’t feel as though that is the case and I am overwhelmed by all the support I have been given, especially on my very first post. Thank you all so much. After suffering an unusual bout of homesickness this week for the first time since September, I decided that for my second post, I wanted to provide a bit of a reality-check on what living abroad is actually like. Yesterday, I posted a photo on my Instagram story of the view from the top of the Castillo de Santa Barbara, a medieval fortress perched on an urban mount overlooking La Playa del Postiguet. Many of my friends commented on how beautiful the view was, and how lucky I was to be there. And they were right, I was lucky to