Bonfire Night: Scotland

Pop. Pop. Kipow. Screeeaaachhhh! Pop. Pop. Poppoppopopopopop. Pop……..

The crowd woops and cheers as the announcer jumps to his mike and shouts out a send off. As the crowd thins I gaze over at the empty sky. Something was different about these fireworks. What was it?

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Bike To Tentsmuir Forest

“Welcome to the working forest of Tentsmuir,” I read aloud as I skidded to a stop by the sign.

“What so the other forests are unemployed?” J retorted with a grin as she pulled over beside me.

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Travel Or Help Someone Travel?

On Friday, as I quickly scrolled down my Facebook wall—ducking and dodging through the yips of automatic videos starting up—I began to pick up on a pooled topic of discussion.

“In honour of sibling day… Happy sibling day! I love my siblings…” whispered my Internet friends from the ether.

And so, for fear of drowning in anti-social practices, I figured I’d jump on the boat and write my own Sibling Day tribute in a post about the value of inviting a relative to your new/old homeland! Are you bored with your surroundings? Invite someone with fresh eyes to spend their holiday with you! It’s amazing how they put the glitter back into the kingdom.

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Cambridge Busking Band

Remember the band Still Seeking from the Cambridge Buskers and Street Performers Festival last weekend? It was the animated, jolly band with a bizarre instrument called a lagerphone?

I contacted them to ask a few questions about what it’s like to be a band out on the streets and they were happy to reply! Here’s a run down of what they said about their experiences as a band.

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Cambridge Buskers and Street Performers Festival

I’ve heard it said that market squares were once considered the heart of a town. Before the giant grocery stores of today everyone converged at the central market to find their wares and catch up on the town’s news. The square was home to the local economy, social discourse and arts. Everything passed through it.

Gazing around Cambridge’s Market Square I could still see the heart people have spoken about from by-gone days. Today in particular merchants mingled with activists right beside artists busy enthralling the curious crowds.

The Cambridge Buskers and Street Performers Festival is a shot of adrenaline for a city already driven by a spirit that just won’t sit still.

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World Cup: Newbie Football Fans Are Hilarious

Now that I’ve arrived in Britain, the land of rambunctious football fans and tiny little pubs, I’ve found myself drawn into watching the World Cup and drinking a ton of my former taste enemy—beer (well I did managed to skirt off into cider, which is still socially acceptable in my opinion). As a traveller originating from the “Land of Hockey” I understand the hubbub but I never really dove into watching sports. Playing is fun. Watching is boring. That was my mantra.

Then I moved into a house of Germans and an Italian. Suddenly I’d edged toward the living room whenever I heard the cheers, announcements and whistles of a German match!

So, as a new fan of football just in time for the finale of the World Cup I thought I’d share some funny personal observations.

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