Seville: Spain’s Most Bike-Friendly City
My ride is a bubblegum pink cruising bike with rusted handlebars, a rickety frame and the name Jorge. Since I live outside the city center (ugh, I know, don't remind…
Seville Snapshots: Quiosco El Gato Negro
When I first came to Spain, I loved how the tiled-lined abuelo bars would be full of octogenarians who would spend their pension's pennies on the loud and brightly-lit slot…
Seville Snapshots: Summer Nights at Plaza del Salvador
There was already a chill in the air this morning. I dragged the blanket from the end of the bed up to my chin, falling comfortably into the dreamy-morning doze…
Tapa Thursdays: El Gallinero de Sandra
El Gallinero de Sandra – Sandra’s Chicken Coop – was what I expected to be an over-priced, chicken-heavy restaurant. Always one to try a new place and follow my group…
Seville Snapshots: Verano de San Miguel
The streets hummed - literally, I mean: on one end of San Jacinto, a religious procession was led by a brass band playing melancholical music while a cover band rocked…
Spring in Seville means incense, solito and pasos.
Seville Snapshots: Who’s That Nazareno?
Smell that? It's incense. Feel that? That's some sevillano whose trying to push his way past you. Yes, amiguitos, Holy Week is upon us, the stretch of time between Viernes…