On October 12th, my mom came to Spain for a twelve-day trip spanning seven cities in the center, south, east, and north of the country, via train, plane, and automobile. I eagerly anticipated her arrival like any college student, for parents’ visits mean nice meals out and easing homesickness. My mom and I make a … Continue reading
My first train in Spain whisked me to Córdoba, a small, southern city steeped in multicultural history. My study abroad program organized last weekend’s two-day excursion and every detail was blissfully pre-planned. Córdoba is a city of comically narrow streets. With our herd of Americans clogging the roads, every approaching car prompted intermittent bleats of … Continue reading
Travel Ardor 