Travel: the best birthday gift

Last year, I turned 30–and that number seemed so daunting when I thought about it. Actually, it still does. It felt like the end of my true youth, like somehow turning 30 meant that I was officially old. Or at least officially an adult. And I didn’t feel ready to turn 30. I was supposed…

Barcelona with family

I’m sitting here drinking a Mahou (Spanish beer) and thinking…what better time to write about my trip to Barcelona. Barcelona, the most visited city in Spain by tourists. The capital of Cataluña, the birthplace of cava, the home of Gaudí, a meeting place of gothic architecture and modernism. And so many people ask, which city…

Living in the US again and reverse culture shock

Lots has happened since my last post here, including trips to Galicia (Northern Spain), Germany, and Barcelona, and my move back to the US. I’m hoping to write about all those trips, but right now I’d like to write about what my experience has been like so far being back in my old home. This…

Sevilla, soul of Andalucía

Sevilla is one of the Spanish cities that I knew I had to see at least once. It’s the capital of Andalucía (the southern region of Spain) and the birthplace of flamenco. Rick Steves says it’s the southern city with the most soul, and that you should just walk around and soak up the atmosphere….

Colorful Córdoba

Any time I’m presented with the chance to travel, especially to a new place, I try my best to take up the offer. In this case, my aunt and uncle were traveling down to southern Spain after their stay in Madrid, and invited me to come along. So I took the fast train and met…

Cuenca: Diamond in the Rough

When my aunt and uncle came to visit me in Madrid, they mentioned that they wanted to also see a town or two nearby. Something small, quaint, interesting, charming…and I thought, well that’s every town I’ve ever been to in Spain! I always say that every city and town in Spain has its own charm…

There’s no place like Spain for the holidays

Well, they say that there’s no place like home for the holidays…it’s true, there really is no comparison to being home for Christmas. It’s the time of year to be with your family, practice traditions that you do every year, reminisce the memories of past Christmases, bake some cookies and pie, and watch some super…

Traveling with aviophobia

Life is full of little ironies, although some are bigger and more aggravating than others. I enjoy laughing at most of them–except the one where my dad is a pilot, my mom worked for the airlines, and I have a deep fear of flying. And I’m not exactly sure why. I mean, my grandmother suffered…

Paris with Family and Friends

Diego and I got to Paris a day before everyone else, so we walked around to see Notre Dame, the beautiful castles and buildings along the Seine, and explore around for a place to have dinner together. It’s definitely worth walking down side streets for a while to find a place to eat off the…