An Open Letter to the State of Iowa
There was a night that will go down in infamy dubbed the Valencia Bar Crawl night. I was in Valencia, Spain with three girls I’d met on my study abroad program – Megan, Ashley and Anne – and we’d...
View ArticleEverybody Was Pueblo-Timing
Everyone in Spain is, sorry to tell you, not fútbol- or flamenco-obsessed. Not everyone in Spain loves jamón. Not everyone in Spain speaks Castillian. But, yes, everyone in Spain has a pueblo (and...
View ArticleTapa Thursdays: Eating (and drinking) La Rioja
When it came to the last region of Spain left to visit, I didn’t have to do much planning: I was in La Rioja, Spain’s wine country, and I was going to drink as much vinate as possible. But, as any...
View ArticleHow a misguided GPS lead us to a good find, but bad luck
“BUT I CAN’T FIGURE OUT HOW TO GET OUT OF THE PARKING LOT!” I wailed, confused at how to even put the rental car into reverse. “Dude, let’s ask PSY,” T suggested, and the site of a Gangnam-style...
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