Never Dull

In the words of Rakim,

It’s been a long time. I shouldn’t have left you.

My life is full of adventure and surprises however. Who would have thought that my plans to give up travelling would be derailed so spectacularly. I moved from Germany back to England to pursue a language teaching related degree that would separate me from the gap year, backpacker teachers and secure me some sort of job security. That was the plan and it was on track. I taught on the Newcastle University academic English pre-sessional programme. My resume was excited. How good was this going to look? I finished teaching on the pre-sessional programme and started the master’s degree in Linguistics and Language Acquisition. Everything okay so far.

So what went wrong? Well there were fewer international students in need of in-sessional English language courses so fewer teachers were needed. The rest is history. With no income, I could hardly continue on the part-time M.A. course. So I’m back on the road. And I daresay this road is just as exciting as Kerouac’s in its own way.

I’m now teaching in Oman but no, I’m not in Muscat. I’m in serene Ibra. My urbane lifestyle might not be so happy since I’m miles away from my darling Munich with its multitude of diversions but my bank account is gradually starting to purr like the proverbial cat that go the cream. So here are one or two pictures of Ibra. Would love to upload more pictures and show you more, but the mobile broadband link on my laptop has other ideas. Enjoy.

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