My Host Mom and Me in Our Kitchen
Every day I come home from class between 1:30 and 1:45 and the house is empty. But not for long.
Around 2:00 I hear, “¡Susana, Susana!” It is my little hermana (sister) coming home from pre-school. We play peek-a-boo and wave hello at our reflections on . . . → Read More: Lessons at Lunchtime
On the Walls of the Castillo in Trujillo
Do you ever feel that your daily life lacks thrill and excitement, and gets more dull with each day? I certainly felt that way before I decided to study and travel abroad in Trujillo, Spain. My daily routine in the States began to . . . → Read More: Living Life at New Heights
There’s no such thing as soccer; in Trujillo the only sport that truly exists is futból. Although technically the same game, the cultural subtleties between futból in Spain and soccer in the US are quite different. The sport has a long history in Spain; from the Barcelona/Real Madrid rivalry that exploded under Franco’s . . . → Read More: There’s No Such Thing as Soccer
The Church of San Martin in the Plaza Mayor
Every day, twice a day, I carefully make my way home over uneven, crooked, cobblestone streets lined with Medieval stone buildings. I am in a walled city so rich in history that it leaks from the cracks the lizards escape into. Trujillo, and Spain itself, . . . → Read More: Aventura Increíble
Trujillo Group 2011
These are the accounts of thirteen Americanos who made the trek across the Atlantic, to yes: eat, siesta, fiesta (and learn). Join us through our saga over the semester as we explore our new home away from home: Trujillo, Spain.
The first day: Delicious delicacies of Spain, necessary mid-afternoon naps, . . . → Read More: Better than Eat, Pray, Love — Try Eat, Siesta, Fiesta