As a family home of 6, we keep running out of data before the month is up. Still being a stranger in this country, and still wanting to Skype my mum every-single-day, means that each time the internet goes down I fall into total meltdown.
In this time I have found myself working as a kindergarten teacher at a local international school (and loving it, which I never expected), and I yesterday I officially began reading and writing Arabic.
I repeat, What did I do in three weeks with no internet? I LEARNT ARABIC.
In the past three weeks I have trebled my vocabulary and you see this: مرحبا
I ACTUALLY KNOW WHAT THAT SAYS!
And now I’m teaching kids? Life without internet is so, so much more interesting.