Tag: Bittersweet

When I moved to Pollokshields, I didn’t know anyone in the area. I knew it was a very Muslim area and had no pubs, which suited me fine. I felt safe. There was a lot of rubbish in the streets, but this was mostly from passers through. The neighbourhood was quite nice in most corners but mine! ...

Two weeks ago, I came back to Israel after five weeks abroad. The purpose of the trip was to visit my family in Paris and then, instead of quarantining in Tel Aviv (France is a red country), we decided to spend a two-week holiday in Greece (a green country) to avoid being imprisoned at home with ...

Let’s get one thing straight from the get-go: nostalgia is a tricky companion. It’s like that friend who shows up at your door with a bottle of wine on a Tuesday night, insisting on a trip down memory lane, only for you to wake up the next morning with a hangover, questioning your life c...

In the fabric of America’s diverse society, the threads of various identities weave together, creating a tapestry that is as complex as it is beautiful. As someone who’s been stitching together my own unique pattern in this tapestry, I’ve experienced a spectrum of emotions that ran...

I fell in love with the town immediately. Our tour guide, Carlos, showed us around enthusiastically, pointing out the crunchy Chapulines (roasted grasshoppers), where to buy the best Amber crystal, and how to partake in local sauna rituals called Temazcal. Unfortunately, it’s not all winkin...