Here I am in Seville, marveling at the Moor influenced architecture, hopping from one tapas bar to the next and touring the city by horse drawn carriage, with a glass of white wine in my hand. My adventure seems to be never ending, which is a good thing, of course, because the idea of leaving…
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When People Visit
Visitors are exhausting. You walk around all day, spend more money than you normally would on entrance fees and metro passes and you eat constantly, and I mean constantly, just so that they can have the best possible experience in Barcelona. Over the last few weeks, I have had three visitors. I have re-visited all of…
Read MoreFútbol, Confetti and Tears- Visca el Barça!
Kristi, or KrIstanbul, whom I visited in Istanbul in March, came to visit this weekend and accompanied me to my first FC Barcelona game this past Saturday. I had waited all semester to go to a game, and with only two weeks left in my stay, it was now or never. FC Barcelona was playing Deportivo de La…
Read MoreConversations with Strangers: Pabloski from Wrocław
About him: Paul, who goes by Pabloski because he is half Mexican and half Polish (Pablo-ski get it?), manages Funky Cycle, a rickshaw business in Barcelona. He has been living in Spain for about 16 years now, and his hidden talent is guessing what country people are from. How we met: My friend, Kristi, is visiting…
Read MoreLessons from Jellyfish and Deserts
Today I got stung by a jellyfish for the third time in my life. Once was in Belize, once in Honduras and now here on the beach near Barcelona. I didn’t even know they had jellyfish here this time of year. I limped out of the water, slightly annoyed thinking, “just my luck,” and also annoyed…
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Adéu. It means goodbye here in Barcelona. And the goodbyes have begun. I had my first round of goodbyes this past weekend, with friends that were also studying abroad and had finished their program midway through April. I didn’t imagine it would be this difficult to say goodbye to people I had known for such a short period of…
Read MoreWe Get Around
My friend Francie and I decided to go to Formentera, a small island just off Ibiza, for a relaxing weekend retreat. Formentera was one of the filming locations for my favorite Spanish movie, Lucía y el Sexo, and it’s been a dream of mine to see it. Also, I justify everything in April as being “for my birthday,” so this…
Read MoreAbout a Wallet
On Sunday, while heading to the beach for lunch to celebrate a gorgeous day and running a 10k, I left my wallet in a taxi. Yes. All of the nights that I have been out at clubs and bars, and of all the pickpockets on Las Ramblas in Barcelona, the metro in Paris and the trains in…
Read MoreWild Saturday Night in Barcelona
That title is a complete lie. It’s Saturday night and I should be celebrating my arrival to Barcelona by getting white-girl wasted on sangria, screaming “WOOO BARCELONA!” and making out with overly perfumed Spanish men. But honestly, I am so tired that if I went out and someone tried to speak to me, drunk me would probably…
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