Grieving as an Expat: A Story About Loss, Life and Last-Minute Bookings
Death is about as taboo a subject as they come. As my cousin Christyn and I tried to mask our fear the last time we talked to Pa, seated on…
Death is about as taboo a subject as they come. As my cousin Christyn and I tried to mask our fear the last time we talked to Pa, seated on…
'El Camino no regala nada.' I was trailing Iván, using his walking stick as a third leg as we trudged up a muddy incline somewhere between Santa Marina and Ballotas.…
When I wrote this draft on Wednesday afternoon, I was excited to be within five days of hiking the Camino de Santiago, something I've been planning do do for the…
When my friend Nancy came to visit nearly five years ago, she had two goals in mind: to not eat anything with a head on it, and to see as…
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…
Alright, alright. I know these are supposed to be pictures of Spain and Seville. I'm on my way there, so cool down! But today is Labor Day, and I'm in…