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Archive for the ‘Internationalista’ Category

Jamón Ibérico

September 3, 2012

A few weeks ago I boarded a flight to carry me away from Madrid to spend the entire summer, the first in five, away from Madrid´s sizzling heat.  Walking to the metro on my way to the airport, I thought back to my first post (here) about arriving in Madrid, over four years ago. I […]

Mi Amigo Bob

October 29, 2011

Mexico wasn’t the first time I worked internationally, of course, as that was in the mid-80s in Nicaragua. But Bob was the one who discovered me stuck in an unhappy marriage in the wasteland of California’s Inland Empire, a place I in no way belonged, and packed me off to Tijuana to help out with […]

Sol Shines

October 16, 2011

The Democracia Real Ya movement (which has come to be known as the 15-M for its May 15th start) cited the Arab Spring as its inspiration. With the Wall Street movement about to enter a second month [who ever would have thought?], during last night’s massive rally in Madrid, the Spanish were happily recounting how […]

Mejillones à la Tabasco

October 9, 2010

I’ve been neglecting this blog terribly as I was busy much of September having a blast in Berlin, where I managed to neglect my Berlin blog equally as well. Given that nothing reflects more clearly than the Internet how short our modern attention spans have become, it’s no surprise my blog hits dropped by half […]

Bad Exes

October 6, 2010

It was a stellar soccer year for Spain, as no one who lives in Madrid could possibly avoid knowing. But something even more special (at least for those of us whose interest in politics exceeds sports by a factor of roughly infinity) has happened. I saw it on Yahoo! en Español, no less — Foreign […]

Something Rotten in the State of Spain

July 24, 2010

As my regular readers know by now, I’m of the philosophy that it’s necessary to give every new country at least 18 months before the frustrations and cultural misunderstandings begin to subside. It’s interesting that I’ve found that speaking the country’s language doesn’t seem to affect that time frame much at all. I have to […]

Safe Harbor

July 10, 2010

There comes a time in every nomad’s life, I suppose, when one’s physical and psychic resources have been taxed to the limit (probably the reason I’m doing so little writing on this blog lately). There’s really little choice at that point other than to just stay put in the last place one happened to land. […]

Be It Ever So Humble

April 23, 2010

I’ve left this house that I rented nearly 3 months ago vacant for far too long: unfortunately my last-minute subletters, who’d appeared semi-miraculously, ended up decamping after less than a week. But I returned from Berlin to find the door locked and the furnishings intact, with the only adverse effect being a lingering closed-in, stale […]

Madrid’s Best-Kept Secret

March 21, 2010

It would seem I’ve become addicted to the Auditorio Nacional de Música up by Avenida de América.  Do people even realize that there’s a first-class European philharmonic hall in Madrid?  Last fall I saw an excellent production of Holst’s The Planets with full choir.  During R.’s recent visit, we saw Haydn’s The Seasons, directed by […]

Where the Heart Is

January 23, 2010

Sometimes it’s the subtle things that say home.  It’s that crotchety old neighbor, whom one’s housemate has never liked, greeting you in a way that makes you know he’s glad you’re staying. It’s three people in one day saying hello at the neighborhood pool.  It’s stopping at the bicycle store that just opened up on […]