Once upon a time there was a homeless guy in Spain and two dear people took pity on him and took him into their holiday apartment for a couple of nights and they stayed friends over the internet. They had been on vacation and, of course, went home afterwards. About a year later the homeless […]
Earliest artists were women claim researchers as study of cave paintings reveal majority of prints were from female hands New study reveals most ancient art may have been done by women An archaeologist studied the art and ran them through programme But some dispute the finding, which challenge archaeology dogma Cave art paintings – long […]
“ATLAS” — in Barcelona, Catalonia, Spain. Que es fuerte, Josep!
Brought to our attention yet again by Santa Robaina Rodriguez! Mr. Carrasco is a Catalonian sculptor from Barcelona.
From Paulo Saraiva: This incredible photo marks the end of Matador Torero Álvaro Múnera’s career. He collapsed in remorse mid-fight when he realized he was having to prompt this ot…herwise gentle beast to fight. He went on to become an avid opponent of bullfights. Even grievously wounded by picadors, he did not attack this man. Torrero Munera […]
About three or four years ago, I met my friend Nigel, who’s a busker in Andalusia, Spain and we started counting, which of our friends and acquaintances had fallen by the wayside in just one year’s time. We stopped counting when we came to thirty. The street is a very hard place to live and an […]
In front of me are four large trees, the name of which I couldn’t tell you and whose like I’ve never seen anywhere but here in Alicante. They have one, two or three central trunks, but the amazing thing is that they sprout additional roots that hang from their branches untill they reach the floor. […]
I made it here from Barcelona in two days, a new record! I’m going to stay for a few days because they have really good three star hotel food here in the place for the homeless. I’ll get fat! And then I shall go and take Alicante by storm. Hide your women and children for […]
Left Bayonne and arrived in Avignon a couple a days ago. It is a truly beautiful city and I loved the people. However, when I talked to a social assistant there he explained that I would have to stay in a halfway home and be there at four thirty in the afternoon and stay till nine […]
Hace un rato, estaba en Barcelona por la tercera vez y encontré un joven Catalán. Charlabamos un momento, cuando yo comentaba que las Moscas d´Esquadra eran como una plaga para la gente de la calle. El me miraba como si fuera un idiota de guiri y me dice: “Pero no, tio, se […]
I´m leaving Barcelona, intent on starting a lucky streak, in search of my very own Shangrila. Somewhere in the mountains of Galicia, in proximity to the sea, I hope to find it. A haven of safety to call home for the rest of my days, surrounded by friendly, peace-loving people, who will accept me for […]
Zaragosa was great, lovely friendly people and the cops left me alone. Don´t know anybody there though and want to get to Santiago de Compostela asap, so I left today and just now arrived in Burgos. I´m deliberating whether I might not do the Camino de Santiago(=pilgrimage) on foot, which would build up my strength. […]
Lil Ralphie is in Barcelona now, thanks to another little miracle, but I don´t have the time(money) to tell you all about it. I came here to see a dear friend of mine and what do I hear? He passed away two years ago on the street, farewell dear Paul! You are sorely missed. I […]
He writes! I didn´t feel much like writing, but I have a secret… I refuse to worry and then everything sorts itself out automatically. And let´s face it, there is nobody standing over me with a gun, who says: “Write or I kill you!”, now is there! ? I feel like I´m in limbo, stuck […]
After Paqui had died, what we called ´The Czech Republic´asked if they could move into The Rancho with us, because their abode had been torn down. The reason being that it was an eyesore, which the denizens of the new five star hotel, that was now finished, did not deserve to look upon. I might […]
At the border in Ceuta, my pal was told that his visa had expired and that he had to go back to where he lives to get a police report. My passport had already been stamped by then, so I went on alone, figuring that I would make it back somehow. After two hours of […]
This is where you can ask zany or silly questions and tell outright lies about Spain. Go on, go for it! I´ll start us off: – Contrary to popular opinion, Portugal is not one of Spain´s provinces, but an actual country.
Feel free to ask any questions, that could make your stay in Spain easier or more enjoyable!? Just to start us off: – Post office boxes are yellow and are marked “Correos”. – Instead of the habitual British fare, do try some tapas(snacks) or regular Spanish food. – In most places you will NOT find […]