1. El Helado We all learned about helado in our freshman year Spanish courses. Helado is ice cream, right? Wrong. Helado is so much more than that. Helado is life. This isn’t your basic chocolate and vanilla. A few of my favorite flavors: Piñones (pine nuts), Chocolate Negro (the darkest chocolate you’ll find), Avellana (hazelnuts),
Yesterday my host mom sat my roommate and I down and asked us if we realized we had been here for 2 weeks or not and then wanted to know what we thought about coming to Spain. A few pieces of our conversation and thoughts afterward…. 8 Cultural Adjustments I Wasn’t Expecting So Quickly. My
I know the title is a bit cheesy but it really captures the essence of my week. (On a side note, please forgive my spelling because my spellcheck is stuck in Spanish- ¡uy!) Anyway, Sunday night my señora invited one of my roommates and I to go out for a “little walk”. I should have
I still have a hard time believing that I am actually here. The last few days have been a bit overwhelming but a lot of fun. The flight from Chicago to Madrid was about 7 hours but it went by way faster than I thought it would. At the beginning of the flight they served
Lesson #1- Take the Plunge The first day that I arrived in Spain, I was dropped off at Gym Galisport, a local fitness center in Triana. About 20 minutes later, I finally found my house, which in reality was about 100 feet from the entrance to the gym. From the first time I saw the
I’ve been thinking. I made a pie today. Apple pie, with caramel crumble topping, and a shortbread crust. Thinking about the one month anniversary of leaving didn’t inspire me to make the pie, but after making it I was inspired to write about it because of the pie. Food is powerful people. Pie. Apple pie.
