You don't need to travel from Madrid to Provence to see lavender fields in bloom this summer. Brihuega, a blip of a village in the Guadalajara province, has come to produce…
The Epiphany is one of my most beloved Spanish Christmas traditions. Not only does it extend my holidays by a few days, but the Cabalgata parade means that candy literally…
Christmas in Seville means the adherence to age-old traditions. Sure, there's bound to be an overplayed commercial depicting Santa or a lottery announcement that has you break down and run…
At nearly 6 am, small firecrackers still fizzled on the streets. I'd been awake for an entire day, driving from one end of Spain to the other before plugging my…
"When we have kids, promise you'll let me name all of the boys." I don't remember where or in what context the Novio asked me this favor, but I shrugged…
Andalucía in springtime is perhaps the closest I can get to nirvana. Yes, the azahar flowers met an untimely death in April and my allergies are rampant, but even the…