1. Book tickets early! Else, you will miss getting to eat haggis (including vegetarian ones for non-sheep-lovers) on Burns Night (which is Jan. 25 and celebrates, you guessed it, Robert Burns). 2. Dancing at the cèilidh (Gaelic social gathering) requires the most amazing stamina and speed. And, kilts look so pretty with their pleats swirling … Continue reading
I like touring what are called “sites of interest.” That’s just what I am. Give me a bus, some good walking shoes, a camera, a waterbottle, and a tour guide with a corny sense of humor. And isn’t Madrid a fantastic place to wander around and bitch and moan about how much your feet hurt … Continue reading
June 9 As you all know, drinking sidra was on my to-do list in Oviedo. That item got crossed off quickly, as the Universidad de Oviedo provided a free excursión to Tierra Astur for an espicha. Una espicha was traditionally the time to open up pipes and taste-test the fully-fermented sidra before bottling it up. Now, … Continue reading
¡Hola, chicos! Time is just flying by. In only two weeks, I’ll be volando home. I didn’t think that a month would feel so short, but it does. Still, I’ve been trying my best to absorb the culture as much as I can. Here are the little things I’ve become to pick up on. I … Continue reading
Oviedo es como un cuento de hadas. — Woody Allen June 6, 2011 ¡Hola, chicos y chicas! Anyway, still catching up on posts from Madrid, so wait for them, ‘kay? So, I have survived my first day of clases. . .not really. Today was just orientation. First, Laura made me huevos fritos con jamón y … Continue reading
¡Las comida y bebida! May 31 – June 4, 2011 Agnes Scott provided dos meals a day in Madrid, el desayuno at the hotel and either el almuerzo or la cena. The comida were tasty but, I had (and have) to get used to some things, though: 1.) Meals are looonnnngggg. We would spend hours … Continue reading
June 5 ¡Hola, chicas! Anyway, I took a five-hour train ride to Oviedo on Sunday. I forgot how much I love trains since I haven’t been on one in years, but my ride to Oviedo rekindled that. First, though, the train station at Chamartin es muy grande. It had several stores and restaurants. We had … Continue reading
Hello, everyone! Sorry for the late update, but my Internet access is limited at best in Madrid. I’ll kick off my catch-up posts with a bit about my flight. I’ve never travelled alone internationally before, and I was terrified since some people (you know who you are) kept on telling me horror stories about missed … Continue reading
The official drinking age in Spain is 18. The official drinking age in the United States is 21. I am 20. Does that mean, I, a non-twenty-one-year-old American previously encumbered with American laws, will go mad when confronted with legality in Spain and sip sangria until I drop? Nah. Getting shit-faced is not the least … Continue reading
