Teaching English in Spain-A Day in the Life, and drunk daydreams

I’ve gotten used to playing the part of the inconsiderate, able bodied asshole who takes the handicapped seat in the front of the city bus.  My feet still haven’t healed from the Camino de Santiago.  I think there has been nerve damage, but they don’t know that. There’s no boot or brace.  10 or 15… Read More Teaching English in Spain-A Day in the Life, and drunk daydreams

Serial Intercambio-ing (1 on 1 Language Exchanging) and Tinder in Madrid

Spanish girls and guys are warm and gracious in a way I was initially shocked by. I am not accustomed to such hospitality and genuine concern for my well being.  My friend Maria, over the three months I have known her, has offered to call the Spanish doctor for me, and has written a full page ad… Read More Serial Intercambio-ing (1 on 1 Language Exchanging) and Tinder in Madrid