Mother of God.
I have a lot of "Ooooh Guiri" moments. You know, when I do something SO American, I wonder how I've survived four years living outside of the Grand Old Republic.…
I have a lot of "Ooooh Guiri" moments. You know, when I do something SO American, I wonder how I've survived four years living outside of the Grand Old Republic.…
Hatched as a plan to find something to do during the cold winter months when the Novio was away in Somalia, I decided to begin studying for the DELE. I didn't…
Author's Note: This post seemed fitting today, considering my first experience with the dreaded papeleo started on July 3rd, 2007, when I applied for my student visa to come to…
Updated in March 2026: Anselma got a taste of karma and, after the pandemic, was forced to close. Two years ago, my dear friend Lindsay called me with a journalistic…
Kike's dad has a dehesa. In other words, a big old farm in the rolling hills of the Sierra Morena full of oak trees whose acorns feed the big, fat,…
My friend Kelly and I in a caseta, "Las Gitanas de Chicago" Two women dancing Sevillanas on the streets outside of the casetas Finally, the most anticipated festival in southern…