The time has come for me to pack the luggage (or at least to try doing so) and watch the eclectic lights of the Pier one last time.
Leaving home is never easy, but if you find a nice place to stay it can be less difficult.
When you choose to live with a host family you are placing a bet: you can either win it or lose it, but you`ll know it only once you know them.
Hi guys, I`m back!
This time I won`t talk about me, but about my 13 friends that came to Brighton with me and all our experiences.
Hello everyone, it`s Margherita again!
This time I am going to tell you something about my first week here in Brighton.
As you may remember from my previous post, this is my first time ever in this city but I already feel like I was born here.
Let me tell you something about my first days here in Brighton.
I have always had a thing for England, when I was little I used to spend hours wondering how would it feel to live in such a beautiful (and unpredictable) country. Now, as a sixteen-year-old Italian student, I still fantasize about my 5 o`clock tea in a cottage in Edinburgh.