When I lived in Spain I taught English lessons to one of the French teachers, Javier, and his son Yann. The lessons happened at their kitchen table, at which Yann truly struggled to remain seated for the whole thirty minutes. When Yann left Javier and I would usually just chat in English. I learned a […]
Tag: Madrid
Coffee and free wifi: La Fugitiva
In the heart of every liberal arts student is born a love for coffee shops. You can settle yourself in a comfy armchair and grab a cup of coffee big enough to last all afternoon. The sounds of coffee brewing, indiscernible conversations, and maybe some chill music are enough to keep you awake, but not […]
San Isidro: Madrid. The night. The party.
On Saturday morning the party began before I even got out of bed. I heard it in the street. The heat and the voices floated in through the balcony doors and made it all the way to my windowless cave of a room. As tired as I was the sounds from the street me habían […]
The stages of trying (and failing) to make friends in a new city
I’m going to start off with a disclaimer: yes, I have friends in Madrid. I’m actually surprised how often people ask me if I have friends in Spain. (I guess it’s kind of a good intro question to life in another country…) But to me, friends are like food. Erm… I mean friends are as […]
Street art: Lavapiés
I live in Lavapiés. It’s a neighborhood on the south side of Madrid. Historically it has been a neighborhood of gypsies. More recently it has become neighborhood of immigrants and hipsters (funny how those things tend to go together). And it has some awesome street art. Here are some of my finds. Calle Embajadores. Glorieta […]
I hate it when that happens: stepping in wet paint
This crosswalk is about three blocks from my apartment. It’s on Calle de Toledo, just south of Plaza Mayor (oh yeah, I’m back in Spain!). Not only did someone walk in wet paint. They walked in wet paint with no shoes on. Can we stop and contemplate this for a second? … Seriously though. Little […]
My attempt at photography: Madrid metro
Vincent Van Gogh said: If you hear a voice within you saying, “You are not a painter,” then by all means paint, and that voice will be silenced. This quote inspired my brief venture into photography which I am featuring in this post! But, disclaimer: just because the voices are silenced doesn’t mean the photos […]
What you can get with 2.63 euros in Madrid
I woke up last Sunday morning with about 2.63 euros in coinage. Normally I would withdraw some cash from an ATM or just use my card. But as it was the last Sunday of the month and bills were looming, I was determined to hold out until I got paid at my private lesson on […]
Anne Foster 