Continued from Part I: Follow this link to read it!
We have an earlier start today than yesterday as we hurry towards my part of town to catch our train to Logroño. It’s a town several hours south in the next Comunidad Autonomous, called La Rioja. We’ve paid for a wine tour of this area of Spain best known for their incredible red wines and stunning wineries. Continue reading “My Mom Comes to Visit! Part II”
Happy National Day of Spain! October 12th is the day that Christopher Columbus landed in the Americas which is significant since Spain is the country that funded his journey. It’s also Nuestra Señora del Pilar, another holiday in Spain that celebrates the Virgin Mary with a 9-day feast in Zaragoza.
Fiesta Nacional de España, Nuestra Señora del Pilar, Columbus Day…no matter the country, it seems like I’m not meant to have class today. And what is a girl to do with a four day weekend in a foreign country? Go to Seville and Granada, of course! Continue reading “Seville and Granada, A Self-Excursion”
September 29
When traveling, I always try to see as many popular sites as possible. Places that always show up on the postcards, places that gained fame for a reason. But I think it’s also important to go off the beaten path …which is exactly what some friends and I did today. Literally: to get to this beach, you have to walk for forty minutes through a series of back roads and farms. Continue reading “Más Playas en Mi Vida: Off the Beaten Path”
September 22
It takes five hours to get to Madrid from Bilbao. In Michigan, I can drive for five hours and still be in Michigan…the terrain, the weather, the overall climate is all the same. Flat, usually cold, but never ugly.
So I watch in amazement as the view outside goes from green and rainy to dry and arid in the span of a few short hours. Madrid, being in the center of the country, has none of the vibrant life that the coast blesses Bilbao with. Continue reading “Madrid (and More Importantly, Toledo!)”
September 20
Today reminded me why I call myself a solivagant. I spent most of the morning sitting in my room, bemoaning the fact that all of my friends were busy with homework or tutoring jobs before I realized that I don’t need them to enjoy the city. Why wait for someone else when there’s a whole wide world out there? Continue reading “What Makes Me a Solivagant, Part I”
