My Biggest Medical Mishaps in Spain
One of the first words the Novio ever taught me in Spanish was torpe. Clumsy, klutxy, prone to running into things, falling off of things and hitting my head on…
One of the first words the Novio ever taught me in Spanish was torpe. Clumsy, klutxy, prone to running into things, falling off of things and hitting my head on…
"The hilly encinas are my office," said Jose, not looking away from his ham leg, from which he took thin cuts and arranged them neatly onto a plate for us.…
Thinking of moving to Spain, like me? Among the questions I get weekly, from what to pack, to how to find a job and secure a visa, is about money.…
Muuuuyyyyyy bien chicos! Raquel's morning greeting was accompanied with a slurp and the decapitation of the top quarter of Spain. "El Camino de Santiago is today's topic." I dutifully took…
On an unexpected school field trip to the Guggenheim museum in Bilbao, I quietly captured photos of the art that surrounds the museum while students posed for photos with friends.…
One thing that stuck out about my host mother and her eating habits was that she'd fry a fish and just suck the meat right off the bones, leaving the…