At this point, whatever mylar “I heart my 2018 graduate” balloons haven’t sold are probably doomed. [Read more]
Perhaps excluding a brief period as a toddler, I have never lived in a really small town. Before coming to Valencia, I had never lived in a big city. In some ways, I’m now living in both. [More….]
We went out this morning to see if we could find one of the street markets that set up each day of the week in a different neighborhood of Valencia. I stopped a couple of women out with their rolling shopping carts and asked for guidance. [More….]
I have a sort of weird, complicated relationship with money. Details on that I’ll save for another day; for now, here’s an opinion that’s neither weird nor complicated. I find the idea that you can buy happiness to be highly suspect, and perhaps you do, too. I think we’re not alone, which is why the assertion that “money can buy happiness–if you spend it right” makes a good teaser for the book[More….]
Some of the differences we experience daily in Spain we expected, some we would have realized if we’d thought a little more, and some we just didn’t see coming.
I was ready for the transition from dollars to euros, at least in the abstract. In practice, it’s interesting to consider contrasts I hadn’t thought about.[More….]