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Wednesday, 11 January 2012
Changed course again...
Now trying my hand at business. Have done bits of business here and there over the past few years but now running two small companies.
A bit about the companies/Industries I am in:
I am running both a small language company> www.eurolanguageholidays.com (which specialises in language solutions for those wanting to learn languages. One to one lessons over skype - http://www.eurolanguageholidays.com/skype-lessons/what-our-students-say/
and we also run language holidays, where one can learn a language in the target country.
We're doing language holidays in France and language holidays in Spain in 2012. We are also running language holidays in England for people who want to learn English in England.
The second company I run is a video production company called reel film- www.reelfilmproductions.co.uk
Which does promotional videos for charities, businesses and videos, as well as covering events and documentaries in Europe.
www.reelfilmproductions.co.uk/portfolio - This has our recent projects.
Wednesday, 3 June 2009
Things I'll miss and things I won't
Things I'll miss about Portugal
The SUN.
The warm nights.
Damn good soups
The helpfulness of the people, on the most part.
Speaking and hearing Portuguese
Their appropriate dress sense (take a note brits!)
The beach
AJUDA- plants, trees, lizards, people, tranquility etc
The reliable metro
The teachers at my school
Staff room banter
A percentage of my students
My room!
My dope multicoloured plastic mirror things.
My housemates
The cat when it is not running round like a crazy street cat.
Training spots here. Benfica school- their floor is incredible
Helpful bboys here
Maria, Pedro and all the other bboys and bgirls here. Rock the beat yo.
Portuguese soaps, hah.
Fresh food here. It is soooooooooo good.
Lemon trees in my garden.
Lettuce and herbs in my garden, growing at a rate of knotts.
The roof garden.
The view from my room. The sky and the sunsets.
Having free mornings.
Things I will not miss
Baratas!
Some BS at work.
Some students, not naming names.
Finishing late at night, eating most of the time at 11pm or even midnight(dinner that is!)
Speaking English reluctantly with non natives when all I want to do is speak the native tongue here (this is outside of my role as an English monkey)
Correcting people everywhere I go, as the Cambridge ting never wears off.
The mentality that it is OK for others to be late, or not show up.
The all over rain in January. No umbrella can save you from that.
Torrents of neverending criticism from my landlord because 'he likes me'(It'll do you good kinda thing). (housemates keep quiet on this one or I'll get more!)
The imbedded stress that creeps in here.
Overall, quite balanced. I wouldn't regret my time here. I have a good time, though it is my time to move on. No regrets.
The SUN.
The warm nights.
Damn good soups
The helpfulness of the people, on the most part.
Speaking and hearing Portuguese
Their appropriate dress sense (take a note brits!)
The beach
AJUDA- plants, trees, lizards, people, tranquility etc
The reliable metro
The teachers at my school
Staff room banter
A percentage of my students
My room!
My dope multicoloured plastic mirror things.
My housemates
The cat when it is not running round like a crazy street cat.
Training spots here. Benfica school- their floor is incredible
Helpful bboys here
Maria, Pedro and all the other bboys and bgirls here. Rock the beat yo.
Portuguese soaps, hah.
Fresh food here. It is soooooooooo good.
Lemon trees in my garden.
Lettuce and herbs in my garden, growing at a rate of knotts.
The roof garden.
The view from my room. The sky and the sunsets.
Having free mornings.
Things I will not miss
Baratas!
Some BS at work.
Some students, not naming names.
Finishing late at night, eating most of the time at 11pm or even midnight(dinner that is!)
Speaking English reluctantly with non natives when all I want to do is speak the native tongue here (this is outside of my role as an English monkey)
Correcting people everywhere I go, as the Cambridge ting never wears off.
The mentality that it is OK for others to be late, or not show up.
The all over rain in January. No umbrella can save you from that.
Torrents of neverending criticism from my landlord because 'he likes me'(It'll do you good kinda thing). (housemates keep quiet on this one or I'll get more!)
The imbedded stress that creeps in here.
Overall, quite balanced. I wouldn't regret my time here. I have a good time, though it is my time to move on. No regrets.
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