I’ve tried it all: short trips, long trips, try-to-do-nothing trips, do-absolutely-everything trips, 48-hour trips, squeeze-it-in-with-a-business-trip trips. Whew! Visiting home comes in all shapes and sizes, and I can confirm that waking up to a “your flight is ready for check-in” email when you've barely got home from the airport is the-absolute-worst trip. So how do... Continue Reading →
5 years in Frankfurt – and thriving
Remember this photo? 25 year-old me, a big hug and an even bigger smile. Heathrow airport, 11th August 2016. Ahh!! Where has the time gone? I moved to Germany to live out my dream, I've just turned 30 and I'm now celebrating 5 years in Frankfurt. It's all going on! My relocation has been one... Continue Reading →
Thoughts of an ex-UK Erasmus student on the UK withdrawing from the Erasmus scheme
I first heard of Erasmus at 16 years old when I was in my school library having a talk on university education. I remember feeling extremely intrigued about what Erasmus offered, but had never considered that it would lead me to where I am today: Living in Germany, working in a multilingual environment and sharing... Continue Reading →
FAQs about Alisa Jordan
It's only natural that you want to know more about the person behind the blog posts - I'm exactly the same! After years of sharing my experience of living in Frankfurt and being in touch with so many of you, I've put together your FAQs, so that the answers are all in once place 😊... Continue Reading →
Lacking resources when you live abroad
You turn up to your new country and you're feeling over the moon because the world is your oyster and you can take on anything! At least that's how you feel until you actually need something. And then you realise that you don't have anything. Nor do you have anyone to ask. Rather than jumping... Continue Reading →
Having a friend from home who also lives abroad
I was so excited when I found out that my friend, Emily, who I’ve known since I was a teenager in London, was about to relocate to Rome. She was about to have a life-changing experience, and I couldn’t wait for her to start the journey. Almost one year later, I booked a flight to... Continue Reading →
My fourth year in Frankfurt
Can you believe it's been four years already!? On 11th August 2016, I boarded a one-way flight to Frankfurt, and the time has gone so quickly. My fourth year came with a lot of change; some expected, and as for all of us - some unexpected. The Expected I started a new job. This might... Continue Reading →
Three years of living in Germany!
Before moving, I told myself that I'd live in Germany for a minimum of three years. I gathered that three years would give me enough time to really improve my language skills, become familiar with Frankfurt and build strong relationships with those around me. What I didn't consider, is that after three years of giving... Continue Reading →
How to decide where to move abroad
When travelling, I often consider if I would ever want to live in the place I'm holidaying in, and it got me thinking about what makes me answer with either 'yes' or 'no.' I already had a personal connection to Germany before moving here from the UK, but if I wanted to relocate again, then... Continue Reading →
The lack of customer service in Germany
Essential organisation is required for the brutal 3 minute procedure of having your food practically chucked at you after being scanned, whilst you’re expected to pack, swipe your points card, sign after using your debit card (because apparently a PIN just isn’t good enough) and then maybe you’ll get a "tschüß" if you’re lucky as... Continue Reading →
Should I leave the city I relocated to?
Following my post '5 reasons why it's OK not to be in love with the city you relocate to', I had two conversations with people who have thought about moving back home, or even just somewhere else away from the city they relocated to. I'm sure this crosses most expats' minds at some point, weighing... Continue Reading →
Shaking hands and getting naked: Culture shock at its finest
So you're at a social event and there are a few friends of friends who you've not yet met. As usual, you introduce yourself and oh.. err.. this suddenly becomes seriously awkward as you dive in for a hug whilst the other person politely offers their hand. “What!? Have I missed something?” Nope, this isn’t... Continue Reading →