Diary of a Wanderer

(Written 7 October) My time in Barcelona has come to an end along with all the solid plans I made upon finishing uni. I find myself on yet again another flight, this time coming home, back to 'base' with the hope of planning my next move somewhere in the world. To be fair this was not unexpected- my oldest cousin is getting married and I think I had better attend considering I am one of the bridesmaids! But this planned trip back home was part of the reason I was unable to find work in Barcelona. With term just starting most schools had already sorted out their teacher for the new year and I feel I was coming along just a few weeks too late. I was offered a couple of hours here and there from about 4 companies but all of them wanted me to start that day and when they found out I had to return home they told me to get in touch when I was back. My problem is that I had said to myself that I wouldn't return if I didn't have anything to return back to. And that's the...

As quickly as it came, my TEFL training course has finished. I am officially a certified EFL teacher and I guess the world is now my oyster to discover for real! I cannot believe that the well-planned bit of my post-uni adventure has come to an end already. I am left feeling excited and nervous for what is next in store, and I really do not have a clue what that might be! Looking past my recently developed paranoia of Barcelona’s pickpockets, I otherwise absolutely love this city and I am not sure spending just the month here is going to be enough. I have sent my CV out in the hope of finding a job that will enable me to stay a while longer and master Spanish. But the fruits of my search so far have left me facing tricky decisions. I have been offered a 2 year contract with guaranteed hours and training in new teaching methods that would enable me to become a well-rounded and experienced teacher.  On the other end of the spectrum I have been offered a couple of hours here and ...