Seville, I’m breaking up with you
Querida Sevilla mía, You know that age-old, “It’s not you, it’s me”? Well, it’s not me. Eres tú. We’ve reached the end of a nine-year relationship, one marked with uncertainty…
Querida Sevilla mía, You know that age-old, “It’s not you, it’s me”? Well, it’s not me. Eres tú. We’ve reached the end of a nine-year relationship, one marked with uncertainty…
Our rented Kia Soul's direction was mainly southwest down I-55 to Saint Louis before we dipped slightly further south and nudged a bit east into the Deep South. As a…
A picture is worth a thousand words they say, and my 189 Instagram shots from 2015 speak of 1000 (and then some) calories, 1000+ kilometers and 1000 moments. It has…
I could have easily been in a neighborhood pub back home in Chicago. Armed with two guiri friends and a stomach that hadn't eaten all day, I ordered a cheeseburger…
The smell hits me like a pata de jamón to the head: a cocktail of bathroom disinfectant, spilled hand soap, ancient pipes and bleach. And that's only if the person before me…
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