It was a beautiful day to go nowhere. The sun was shining, birds were singing, and spring was in the air. But Claudia and Martin were bored having to stay in the house for another long day of quarantine until… […]
It’s been two weeks since I’ve been out on the street. It really has. Hard to believe isn’t it? Hunkering down at home has become the norm for me. After incredulity and a kind of grieving process for normality, acceptance […]
I woke up today, the first day of a five day Easter Holiday, to some very loud Spanish rap from the building behind mine, the news that Bernie Sanders had dropped out of the U.S. presidential race, and a sweep […]
One bright summer morning I decide to take my bike and venture down towards the beach. At first I start off slowly, my legs feeling heavy, but soon I pick up speed as I spin down the hill, the wind […]
The title of this page may seem oxymoronic–and maybe it is– both oxymoronic AND moronic. Before I go any further, I want to be clear–in no way is this focus on humor meant to distract from the very real problems […]
This morning I really wanted to dispatch some good news. Because as of yesterday, the number of new cases in Spain seemed to be leveling off. This would indicate that just past two weeks into lockdown, we were approaching the […]
Today, Spain went into lockdown. Sort of. We woke up to a gorgeous blue sky, rare around these parts–San Sebastian is in the humid north where it rains a lot, and I mean A LOT. In a state of disbelief, […]
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