Fiesta de la Ceramica

Last night, I decided I would take a break from Espanol and do something fun with friends from Ireland and Spain. They had told me about Manises before, and Jeff and I had gone there on a Sunday for one of our 'Metro Roulette' outings (more on those later). But like everything in Spain, never … Continue reading Fiesta de la Ceramica

Aprendiendo Espanol – Dia Nueve

Some of this post will be in Spanish. It might not be perfect but now that I’ve been studying Spanish for 9 whole days, I think I’m ready to try to convey my deepest thoughts in my new-found language. I must first apologize to my Mom and Mrs. Taylor, who has lived next door to … Continue reading Aprendiendo Espanol – Dia Nueve

Fiesta de la Sweat!

It's been hot here. Really HOT! So hot that even going to the beach is a fools errand. You hardly see people out on the street. Spaniards aren't stupid. Screw the siesta. The entire month of July and August deserve siesta. Just laying down and going into some sort of suspended animation - like a … Continue reading Fiesta de la Sweat!

In the Swim

Sometimes I still feel like we're tourists. Yes, we've lived here for a while now but we've only scratched the surface of what Valencien - or Spain in general - has to offer. There are some top sites for tourists when they visit. All the fruits of the City of Arts and Sciences.  The Natural … Continue reading In the Swim

What if we ever needed…3/4 of an Inch

Hell froze over today. Well, since it's so bloody hot and humid I sort of wish it actually did, but our stuff ARRIVED at 1pm today. It actually came with a phone call and three guys who could not have been nicer. I paid for their lunch afterwards. I'm not a person who has ever … Continue reading What if we ever needed…3/4 of an Inch

Stop Whining

OK. I had my pity party. I missed home on the 4th of July. Seems like that's a good day to mope when you're so far from neighborhood fireworks and bar-b-que with friends. But like one of those blow up clown dolls with the sand in the bottom, you gotta pop back up. And some … Continue reading Stop Whining

Sometimes

Moving to Valencia was made easier, I'm convinced, because we left Seattle two years earlier for Arizona. I had taken a new job knowing it wasn't the end of the line. So we were out of our comfort zones for quite awhile before we packed up and moved across the world. Arizona wasn't politically our … Continue reading Sometimes

Let’s Talk Horchata

I've recovered from our sour defeat in the World Cup - after my long 4 months of devotion to my new country, I gave them exactly 15 minutes of mourning and then I moved on. This weekend was our Anniversary weekend. All those years ago, we were wide eyed and optimistic. Fresh faced dreamers believing … Continue reading Let’s Talk Horchata