One month

My list of red-letter days is short, not because I lack memorable events, but because I am surrounded by so many amazing and positive experiences. My departure to leave for another country, for example, was a red-letter day, because it was something that I had spent...

Three Boys and a Sign

Imagine the scene: three young men, walking along the street, mid to late teens. They look tough, and most likely, they are. On the street, they are a mini-pack of angry young men in demeanor and appearance… until one of them knocks over a street sign advertising the...
I am an Arrendatario

I am an Arrendatario

What, you ask, is that? Well, gentle reader, check out my new place in Valencia, where I am an arrendatario, or renter! After my experience with the visa, I was prepared for the worst, but what actually happened was surprising serene. I was pleased when the...

Seriously… Eighteen days?

The quest of the day was to obtain an ID card that placed me in Valencia, so it was early morning when my friend and I arrived at the station, or comisaría de policía. Guess what? The next available appointment to make identification cards is set for November 25 at...