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Homeward Bound (I promise this one isn’t even sentimental!)

Our last full day in Barcelona is upon us.  We’ve said goodbyes to friends and are mostly packed up.  I’ve already cried over the people & things I’m going to miss, and also lost sleep over the excitement of everything we have to look forward to at home.  So now, I leave you with raw […]

The Break-In

Tonight we had an interesting adventure.  We were on our way to the market when Scott suddenly stopped and reached for his pockets. “Forget your wallet?” “No.”  (super long pause)  “The keys.” We stop and stare at each other for about 5 minutes. (cricket, cricket) What are we going to do? It just so happens […]

Fiesta Mayor de Grácia

Each year the neighborhood of Grácia (where we lived our first few months in Barcelona) hosts a week long festival, complete with elaborately decorated streets, 15+ stages throughout the neighborhood, random competitions, and of course, food.  It’s hard to believe that an event of this magnitude is put on completely by volunteers in the neighborhood […]

So What’s Your Favorite Place?

That’s a question we get all the time.  I try to answer it, but it’s not that simple.  It’s like asking me to pick my favorite pair of shoes!  We have loved (almost) every place we’ve been, for different reasons.  So, being the diplomatic, facilitative, terrible decision-maker that I am, I’ve categorized my favorites.  It’s […]

Bilbao, Spain: Gawking at the Guggenheim

We have found the most helpful city in all of Europe.  Five people gave us advice on how to get from the airport to our hotel, even though we only asked one.  People literally came up to us on the street and offered help.  At first I thought, “Do we really look that lost?!” But […]

Aunt Janice & Uncle Dave Take on Catalunya

Aunt Janice has been one of our biggest supporters almost ever since she found out we were moving to Spain.  At first she wasn’t too happy about it, but the more she learned about Spain, the more she wanted us to move so that they could visit. My mom (who thinks “Barcelona” is Catalan for […]