I didn’t realize this time would come so soon. My love affair has soured, yet I’m in the awkward position of continuing like nothing has changed. I am finally admitting to myself that I would be perfectly happy to never eat ham again. Spaniards adore jamón; it’s an important part of their diet and lifestyle. It almost seems … Continue reading
I’ve tackled El Rastro. Europe’s largest flea market presented an exciting challenge to a collector (read: hoarder) like myself. Flea markets often feel like the true introduction to a new city; there’s something about a market that’s revealing of the place in which it thrives. I adore markets. In Honduras, colorful, handmade bags and pottery … Continue reading
When I stepped off the bus into the bustling neighborhood of Sol I immediately shut my eyes. Sunshine, piercingly bright and hot, coated everything. I had heard about Madrid’s intense light, a product of the city’s high altitude, but it still caught me off guard. Madrileños (Madrid locals) have a saying: “De Madrid al cielo,” … Continue reading
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