Sitting Still

There is a sometimes disconcerting change that happens to a foreigner who remains in a place long. The color and novelties of a culture, the satisfaction of noticing the small ways of doing things that are different to one’s own, during what Hemingway called the “spectacle stage of appreciation”, are replaced by the an ever-growing… Read More Sitting Still

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Salamanca, Parte 2

Salamanca is a town that continues to enchant me. I have experiences there that undoubtedly are facilitated by my blind bias and sunny attitude I get when I visit, but it is, at least, a place that reminds me of the world view that I really should hold everyday.  History is everywhere, walls and pathways… Read More Salamanca, Parte 2

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Mi Zona 8

That moment when a new drink arrives at the table, a poke in conversation, another nudge toward silly afternoon bliss, undrunk glasses. The bump in enthusiasm and forgetfulness, when the music subsides for a welcome intermission, and the words from her mouth are clear and soft and invigorate the cold night and the brown trees… Read More Mi Zona 8

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