The wedding had a Mamma Mia touch! After the ceremony, there was a parade led by a donkey covered in flowers and a mariachi band. Two giant, accurate, doll versions of the bride and groom danced to the music as … Continue reading A Wedding Tale: when in Mexico…
I asked for a beer on our 45-minute flight, hoping it would make me forget I was mid-air. Flying is scary. They gave me a 25 ounce can of some Mexican brand beer. They don’t mess around. I could not … Continue reading I stopped looking for something better.
“Where are the burritos at?” I asked. Mexican dishes turned out to look and taste completely different from those Mexican fast-food places I had tried in the United States and Spain. I’ve been living here for 9 months and have now become familiar with the many ways Mexicans use the same ingredients to create different things. What I find habitual in the cuisine are corn tortillas (though they have other kinds like nopal tortilla – which is cactus! and white flour tortilla), frijoles (black beans, mostly in a puree or saucy form), cream, cheese, some type of meat, and … Continue reading Mexico City: 10 Street Foods
I was running errands in Florida when my boyfriend Bradley messaged me an interesting question: What’s your biggest fear? It took me a few hours to reply, not because I was pondering this. I was busy. After returning from my … Continue reading Auschwitz
I have been meaning to tell you what it’s been like to move from Europe to the Americas this summer. I moved to Spain on my own (#throwback #2015), and had the most exhilarating two years of my life travelling around Italy, Portugal, Hungary, Poland and Czech Republic. Madrid became a place I still think of as my home. Barcelona became my favorite weekend-getaway excuse. I acquired a particular taste for strong coffee in tiny cups, and a love for oversized scarves. Though I hate the notion that I left Europe because I fell in love with a European who … Continue reading Leaving Europe and Three Earthquakes: a look into the first few months in Mexico
It’s been a month since I crossed the pond from Europe to America. Now that I am sitting in a comfortable air-conditioned kitchen, and eating ice-cream made with cashew milk, I can write what I remember. It was Friday, June 9th. I left home at 7:00 am and met Sarah at the Madrid airport for our flight to Milan. When the plane landed and they opened the doors, I heard a musical “Buon Giorno!” that immediately put me back in touch with my love for Italian. I was shy to try what little I could remember from the college classes … Continue reading Cinque Terre: 16 long hours and a fleeting day.
I spent most of the train ride looking out the window. I love train rides in Spain. The AVE is a wonderful fast train that feels like a plane on Earth. It is comfortable, clean, and with inevitable great views of the country side. Bradley and I were on an anniversary trip to a region of Spain I had been dying to see: La Rioja. My girlfriends and I almost always drink Rioja at the bars in Madrid. During my second year living in Spain, I became determined to go to the source. Bradley and I were aware that … Continue reading Me-Oh-My, Better Finish That Wine!