Archive for Category: "spain"
I’ve been living in Barcelona for over three months now, and I have yet to feel unsafe here. In fact, I feel safer walking home by myself at night here in Barcelona than I did at my college in the U.S walking to the off-campus convenience store for a late-night snack.
After having lived in Spain for six months, homesickness has more than started to creep in. This, of course, was inevitable, since I get homesick at school in California, which is only a two-hour plane ride away. Spain is a little further
Before arriving in Spain, I knew there would be differences between the women in Spain and me. I’d read countless articles about behaving well and not perpetuating the crazy, drunk American girl stereotype. I figured that shouldn’t be too hard; I just wouldn’t get drunk and crazy.
Just as in New Orleans on Fat Tuesday, Spain also celebrates the week before Lent with citywide parties. The difference is that in Spain, the party continues after Lent has already started. Doesn’t make sense? No, not to me either, but participate I did.
Tapas and tetarias, cathedrals and discotecas. Moorish and Catholic. Gypsies and La Alhambra. Art and wine. Esto es Espana. This is Spain. The contrasts are immense, yet they all seem to fit together in some abstract way. After a semester abroad in Granada, Spain, I’m a little biased toward the country–especially the southern part of