When Living Abroad Starts Feeling Like Living in America
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…
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…
When my very first cesta de navidad arrived, wrapped up in cellophane and emblazoned with Corte Inglés publicity, I excitedly ripped open the top of the box and dug out…
I can't clearly remember my first days in Spain. Between the jet lag, the whirlwind tour of the Iberian Peninsula with my grandmother and the nagging thoughts and regrets, it…
I knew I had become the proverbial 'fish out of water' (or perhaps toro out of España) when I hopped in the car for the first time yesterday. My mom's…
I have a new hell. The foreigner's office has been officially replaced with a new place that wants to make me rip my hair out: IKEA. You see, I bought…
Truth be told, Seville was never on my list of places to study, let alone live. My plans included free tapas along Calle Elvira, views of the Alhambra from my…