And this bus driver was the type you didn’t approach with a half-hearted, nose-sticking-out mask job. He asked the lady in front of me to tighten the metal part across her nose. Continue reading Of masks
My first dentist experience was terrifying. My teeth are bad and I was already imagining myself in dentures. Continue reading Spanish healthcare chronicles: the dentist
We approached what we hoped was the bus stop, our suitcases rattling along behind and a disgruntled (and tipsy) beggar peering after us. Since disembarking the ferry, we were well aware that we were in foreign territory once again. “Toto, I’ve a feeling we’re not in Spain anymore!” Continue reading Some ups and downs of language learning
I like Sunday people. /
They walk slower, walk happier. /
Like they are going nowhere /
and everywhere and who really cares? Continue reading Sunday people
The week began with the bus radio blaring, “I want to get away; I want to fly away.” That day, I got away over café coffee and the chilly breeze sailing through the hollow bus station. But tonight, I flew. After two months in lockdown, was I ready to function in normal life? In another language? Another culture? I had my doubts. Ready or not, … Continue reading Tonight, I flew
I answered the door. The neighbor girl beamed up at me, her fuzzy pigtails sticking straight out from her head: a North African Pippi Longstocking. Adorable. Continue reading A different world: another quick update
It was almost 11 p.m. on Saturday evening.
Below me rang voices of a family celebrating the close of a day long fast. Day 2 of Ramadan.
Beside them was the bouncing of a hollow ball against concrete walls and ceiling and the laughter from a family typically strained, but not tonight. Continue reading Together and separate: a quick update
I felt more at home with the worn travelers and scruffy men bumming cigarettes than I had browsing a mall full of things I didn’t need and lounging in Pad Thai Wok after my pad thai was gone and all I had left was C.S. Lewis. Continue reading Along the coast
Restrictions descended upon us one by one. I was always still adjusting to the previous restriction and was never pleased with the new one.
Immigrantville inhabitants grew more careful as time went on. On Wednesday evening last week, I marched into an odds and ends store to find a plastic wall protecting the workers behind the counter. Continue reading There is a lion in the streets: lockdown in Spain
Yes, I’m single and singleness, like any other status in life, has pros and cons. So could we talk about the pros and cons as if we’re talking about life rather than opposite sides? Continue reading Single and overseas- Part 2