Camino Culture

Upon arriving in Madrid, my husband Michael and I rented a car and headed north. Our plan was to spend the summer months in Oviedo, then move to Valencia in the fall. After a couple hours, I was hungry. Michael knew this situation could turn into a minor emergency very quickly. “Just pull off into…

Third Time’s A Charm?

I’ve decided I need to add more reading to my Spanish studies. There’s a used bookstore one block from my house and Michael and I have purchased a few children’s books. But I’ve always been frugal. And a minimalist. So no, I don’t want to own tons of children’s books in Spanish. The solution? The…

How I’m Learning Spanish

Living in a Spanish-speaking country does not magically make  you a Spanish speaker. Especially when you live with an English-speaking spouse in a city where it’s easy to meet other English speakers and find restaurants, shops, and doctors that cater to them. Were I in my 20s and living with a host family, there would…

One Year In: A Trip to the Hair Salon

It has been one year since Michael and I moved to Spain. Which means it has been one year since I’ve gotten my hair cut. Why? It just hasn’t been a priority. And Michael likes it long. Would prefer I never step foot in a salon, in fact. So I had a happy husband. And…

One Year In. . .

“So, how is it?” people would ask when I first moved to Spain. And I would gauge how much of the truth they really wanted to hear. And how much of the truth I really wanted to get into at that moment. Let’s put it this way: Imagine moving in your own country. Whether around…

A Day of Rest

Every morning I wake up and think, “Really? We’re going to do this again?” By “this” I mean walk 12-17 miles through Spanish towns and countryside. In rain. Or sun. Or, ideally, partial clouds. But I don’t express this thought because what’s the point? Michael and I came here with one goal: to walk from…

Life Lessons

“Cannolis!” Michael exclaimed, seeing them stacked behind the glass. “Eh,” I said. “What do you mean, ‘eh’? You love cannolis.” “But those are pre-filled,” I explained “So?” “So who knows how long ago they filled them. The shells are probably soggy by now.” And so it was that I taught Michael one of the most…

Modern Family

“Do you want to stop for any bakery stuff?” Dad asked me. He was driving me to JFK to catch my flight back to Spain. It was 4:20pm. We’d only left the house twenty minutes ago. “Nah, I’m good, but if you want to stop. . . “ “No, I don’t need anything,” he said….

Printing the Internet

“Have you seen those insurance commercials where the doctor talks about how he can’t stop you from becoming your parents?” my friend Lois asked me. I googled them. And realized I had seen them. Because I’ve spent the last two weeks at my parents house and they actually still watch television with commercials. Two nights…