Five months, 800 working hours and countless chocolate cakes later, I am now back with another installment of my Swedish chronicles. This has been a period of growth in all respects – things I’ve gained include experiences, professional skills, lifelong friends and a few extra kilos over...
“Fika @ 15” read the title of the first email I received to my fancy new corporate account. No explanations followed this vaguely menacing message, but when the clock stroke 3 I followed everyone into the kitchen, only to find a giant chocolate cake present itself on...
The time has come for my second blog entry – I am now older, wiser and more experienced, and will try and go into more detail about the actual “work” part of my internship rather than the plentiful fiestas and siestas (although there might be a tiny bit of that as well 🙂 )...
It wasn’t until the first lunch at the office that it really hit me – I am now an intern at a Spanish consulting company. The lunch was when the “Spanish” part of it became most apparent – this was a gathering of an unprecedented volume and scale, something I haven’t had the chance to witness...