Every time we go out for drinks or tapas, Mackenzie always finds a way to steal my phone. I don’t exactly make it hard for her, since I always leave it on the restaurant table. When I next look through my camera roll, usually the next day, I can guarantee that I will have been… Continue reading The Many Faces of Mackenzie Hester
The final ‘puente’ weekend was coming up at the start of May and I was headed to Segovia! If you don’t know already, ‘puente’ is the Spanish word for ‘bridge’, but in this case, it simply means a long weekend. This weekend, I had five days off work from Friday to Tuesday. Woo! I… Continue reading Segovia and Strasbourg
So, something kinda cool happened in Úbeda. The Zombie Experience. I think this needs a little explaining. Unlike the usual festivities that happen almost every week in Spain, this one has nothing to do with crucifixes, virgins, repentance or religion. Nada. This is pure, unadulterated fun (mixed with a little paranoia and exercise, but that’s… Continue reading The Zombie Experience
After a long term, I was ready for a holiday. I had more time than usual, so it was time to push the boat out and head North. Beth lives in Zaragoza (the 5th largest city in Spain did ya know?) and Katie and I were going to visit her for a long weekend before… Continue reading Semana Santa (Part 1)
Holy Week in Spain is probably the most important week of the year. Each province celebrates differently, but everyone I’ve spoken to has been telling me for months that the best place to experience ‘Semana Santa’ is in Andalusia, where there are countless processions, parties and religious ceremonies. Admittedly they’re all from Andalusia, so there’s… Continue reading Semana Santa (Part 2)
I’m a bit late writing this blog post, in fact I started writing this about a month ago. Safe to say it’s been a busy one. Last month I went to Seville to meet up with a couple of my friends from uni who are also in Spain this year. I see Amy quite a… Continue reading Seville Round 2
And no I don’t mean half a pint of beer… During second year, my friend Beth and I kept joking about running a half marathon on our year abroad. We’ve both run them before so the idea wasn’t too crazy, but I never thought it would actually happen. In November, she asked me if I… Continue reading Popped to Barcelona for a swift half!