Does that make me a proponent of bullfighting? No. It makes me ambivalent. I have no idea which is crueler: raising bulls as cattle or raising them like pets until a bloody end. … More 9 Days of Spain #6: Bullfighting (Part 4: Politics)
The bull lays there, panting. A torero steps up, a small knife in hand, gauging if there’s any fight still left in it. There isn’t. … More 9 Days of Spain #5: Bullfighting (Part 3)
One of the banderilleros decides he’s ready, and yells at the bull to charge him. Like a well-trained acrobat, he leaps out of the way while simultaneously plunging the banderilla into the same spot punctured by the picador’s spear. … More 9 Days of Spain #4: Bullfighting (Part 2)
The black bull came out running straight toward him, and the matador didn’t move out of the way. At all. He trusted the bull to follow the cape instead of him, and he flourished the cape up and around his head, the bull missing him by mere inches. … More 9 Days of Spain #3: Bullfighting (Part 1)
After discovering the cave that led to more hidden beaches, I began poking my head in a lot of innocent-looking crevices. Apparently crabs can climb rocks like spiders. … More 9 Days of Spain #2: Finding the Best Beach (Part 2)
Every single beach here was drop-dead gorgeous, and I feel extremely lucky and privileged to have visited every one of them…any of these spots would make a worthwhile daytrip. … More 9 Days of Spain #1: Finding the Best Beach (Part 1)
Before dinner: “I’m sure I’ll be back to pescatarianism in no time.” After dinner: “You know, I think I’m a pescatarian plus ham, now.” … More 16 Spanish Foods: Rico, Dulce, and Asco
Another girl who was with me asked if I was Latina because my spoken Spanish was so good. Not “are you from Spain” or “are you adopted,” but “are you, the whitest person in my line of vision, Latina.” I think that just made this entire trip worth it. … More Heladerias Galore: Spanish Progress Update
We were off riding again a moment later, breathing in the scent of countless oranges sprawled across the walkways, speeding beneath canopies of blue jacarandas trees, the water on my arms feeling fantastic in the wind. Some doves took off as we rode by, keeping pace with the bikes so they seemed to be standing still in the air. … More Seville Travel Journal #1: 13 Rapid Reviews
