An Asturias Road Trip: Exploring Spain’s Northern Coast
As soon as we'd pulled off the A-8 and onto the N-632, my brain kicked into gear: I'd been here before. This very same roundabout, where we'd dodged cars as…
As soon as we'd pulled off the A-8 and onto the N-632, my brain kicked into gear: I'd been here before. This very same roundabout, where we'd dodged cars as…
I'm writing this article from my new flat in the middle of Madrid. It’s stuffy in here and I'm restless (not to mention pale, and suffering a major case of…
Well, if there were ever a cat in the proverbial bag, it’s gotten out of the bag and run around the block. Yes, I’m pregnant. Yes, it’s the Novio’s. Yes,…
As soon as I’d said the word, I clasped my hand over my mouth. “Gracias." Not an aspirated graciaaaaaaahhhhh, the final syllable lingering like an afterthought. A full pronounced grah-cee-us.…