The Biblioteca Nacional de España is a treasure trove of culture. The façade alone is a lesson in the history of Spanish letters. Founded by Felipe V in 1712, it is one of the largest libraries in the world. In a major move toward literary preservation, he required one copy of every book printed in… Read More Spain´s National Library
As a foreigner living in Spain, I am naturally reluctant to throw out an opinion on complex political issues that pervade my host country. Furthermore, I do not want to be the kind of political tourist that searches for human rights issues around the world that don´t fit into my mold of ethics. But it… Read More Thoughts on Catalonia
In the midst of the culture of the Mediterranean, I feel most at home. Especially at the golden hour, the charm of the Mediterranean glows at its most gorgeous in Sardinia. A vast island that requires much patience and driving and time, Sardinia needs much more than a week even to scratch the surface. Impeccable food, friendly… Read More The Endless Island: Sardinia
Two small streams, the Arroyos de Los Carneros and del Morete flow through the thick pine forests of the Sierra de Guadarrama into the palace gardens of La Granja de San Ildefonso. The water collects into a mirror-smooth lake, then pours down an intricate system of canals and piping, and on special occasions, the water… Read More It Tolls for Thee because of the Queen
The beauty of diversity is almost always lost on the provincial. Spain is one of the most diverse countries in the world, something I am reminded of every time I am Galicia, a wonderful region that has a lot to be proud of.
Granada and The Alhambra have whetted the sensibilities of Romantics for generations, and at this place along the Sierra Nevada mountains, one finds that there are fewer places to better understand the Saracenic and Gothic which run so deeply and obviously in the culture of Spain. Washington Irving wrote that the Alhambra was “so often and… Read More Granada and La Alhambra (photos)
When Christopher Columbus and his famished crew first smelled the earthy terrarium air of San Salvador in 1492, the plateau of Castile-Leon in Spain was falling into the chill of autumn. Its vendimia had passed, and the leaves in the vineyards had begun to coat the hills with rows of canary yellow and burnt orange. In… Read More 1550, a Year for Human Rights