Am I a tourist? It’s hard to think of myself that way in Alcala where I have much of the town memorized in my mental map. I know which buses will take me every direction; I know the cheapest places to buy quality clothes; the best tapas bars; where the freshest fruit is sold near… Continue reading Traveler or Tourist?
There’s something mystical about an almost: being so tantalizingly close to something you want. Like you can almost feel it a hair’s width away from your fingertips; or taste it resting lightly on your tongue as a memory; hear the echoes of something like a song played too quietly across the room. It’s the hesitation… Continue reading Almost
We set out to row boats on the small lake of Parque Retiro. It was something I had wanted to do since the first day we came into Madrid and we wandered into the central park-sized park. We decided to follow some fellow students to a park in Torrejon called Parque Europa first though. The… Continue reading The Surprising Occurances of Retiro Park
“Come what may and love it” has become a life motto of mine. As a mortal with a tendency of anxiety, I struggle with a need for control in my environment. This big crazy universe is a bit daunting at times and I think the illusion that I can predict, order, and ultimately control my… Continue reading Rollin’ With It
Visiting a city without any real tourist destinations is always an enlightening experience. The real draw here is to find a rhythm of the area and try to surmise what life is like there. Cuenca was the perfect exploration day trip. All in all there were maybe 3 things to do there and we had… Continue reading Cuenca
If you want to know relaxation, visiting the Moorish baths is your best bet. As is with true Moorish style, they were underground. The only lighting was from muted skylights and the flickering of about a hundred candles. Above the steaming water floated the quite hushed strains of traditional Arabic music. The place exuded a… Continue reading The Heavenly Moorish Baths of Madrid
Monday markets in Alcala are a beautiful thing. I find it quite unfortunate that I’ve only had the opportunity to go to a couple. They are a bustle of activity as the day and the work week begins. Rows and rows of stalls containing every kind of merchandise imaginable: clothing, shoes, housewares, electronics, pet supplies,… Continue reading Market Day in Alcala