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.
I’m home. I’ve been home since Thursday, May 8th. Words cannot describe how good it feels to be back, and neither can they describe the experience I just returned from. So far people have asked me “How was Spain?”, “Tell me about Spain!”, and other related inquires. I always draw a blank. Where would I
In Seville I have a family. It is compiled of the friends I have made, the students and the professors from the school, the waiters and waitresses in the restaurants where I often go, the people that I exercise with in Maria Luisa Park every week, my intercambios, my roommate and especially my señora, my
One added bonus of my trip to Spain was participating in a FLASHMOB! For anyone that doesn’t know, a flashmob consists of organized singing or dancing, that appears to be spontaneous. Thanks to Katie, our Student Ministries Coordinator, Kelsey and Audrey, some fellow students who helped organize and choreograph, and all the Acento and other
It’s 80 degrees and sunny today! I just had another flamenco dancing class – well, technically sevillanas, which is a bit more specific -which was really fun. This past weekend was great, and today was only slightly Monday-ish. Friday night Leah, Margot*, Brianna*, and I took our 7-year-old host sister out for dinner at a
Last weekend, I ventured to Toledo and Madrid. Toledo is small and rambling; just a little, medieval town selling knives, swords and jewelry in every little shop. Gollum marionettes hang in the windows next to replicas of Frodo’s sword Sting. Normal stuff. While the ironwork is all very impressive (some jewelry takes up to 15 years
