The American Tell

It happens at least once a month. The four of us are seated at a table. Glasses clink and  warm bread teases our senses. An abuela helps her granddaughter get into her seat, as other people kiss each other hello. We glance at the menu, and smile as the camarero places a bowl of olives … More The American Tell

Another Small Miracle

This land is full of small miracles, from the chameleon inching its way along my patio wall to the buttery tang of homemade vinagre. And today, another. My sons have been in Spanish public school for almost a week. They’re fine.  I’m….overwhelmed. There are unspoken norms about how to say goodbye, and how to turn … More Another Small Miracle

Temporal and Eternal

My facebook has been a stream of first days of school—specifically, the first day of kindergarten. The playmates of my youngest are now boarding the big yellow bus, with all the photographs and fanfare appropriate to such a milestone. And we’re doing it differently. My youngest will begin cinco anos—Spain’s answer to Kindergarten– on Tuesday. … More Temporal and Eternal


“Where have you been so far?” is a conversation starter out here, in this military-based expat community. Traveling is something that people simply do, and do rather fearlessly. You see, most of the Americans that live here fight a ticking clock from the moment they step off the plane. The majority  live here for three … More Unlocking