Spanish Sunday Afternoons #6

Don’t try this at home kids! It’s fall…the leaves are beginning to fall and the mushroom hounds are on the loose. The word ‘mushroom’ in English seems to convey about as much excitement and meaning as the word ‘oil’. You have to compound it to extract its full flavour. Jumping over stone walls and getting…

Spanish Revolution?

Yesterday I walked up the hill leading to my polling station under a clear blue sky, a color I would later realize that had foreshadowed the colour of the electoral results that have carpeted this country from corner to corner…a resoundly conservative azul. I’m the only foreigner in my voting area, or at least the…

A Nestorian Epiphany in El Pais

A successful Chinese Buddhist businesswoman who professes her devotion to a 15th century crucifixtion figure gives birth to a Nestorian satori in my first piece blogging for El Pais. Of course, all framed within the slightly morbid context of the celebration here on the decidedly european Iberian peninsula of a man’s death by torture so many years…