Reflections in Valladolid (or, the Weird Sensation of Returning to Your Study Abroad City)
Alejandro didn't even need to tell me where to turn. As soon as I'd passed the Valladolid city limits, I went into autopilot and followed the roads I used to…
Alejandro didn't even need to tell me where to turn. As soon as I'd passed the Valladolid city limits, I went into autopilot and followed the roads I used to…
I'd seen the walls from the highway on the way to Madrid - like something out of a period piece, the red roofs of the historic center spill down from…
Not one to make travel goals, I did make one when coming to Spain: visit all 17 autonomous communities at least once before going home. While Madrid, Barcelona and Seville…
If there's one thing that's weathering the Spanish economic downturn (no doubt tied to the weather itself), it's the tourism industry. Accounting for nearly 11% of 2012'2 GDP, Spain constantly…
"BUT I CAN'T FIGURE OUT HOW TO GET OUT OF THE PARKING LOT!" I wailed, confused at how to even put the rental car into reverse. "Dude, let's ask PSY,"…
Nostalgia is a funny thing for anyone who's resided abroad. Just one whiff of cous cous sends you back to the souks of Marrakesh, the notes of a strained tango…