Granada, where Moorish and Christian history collide
Spain was a place I had wanted to visit ever since I was a young teenager studying Spanish in school. Our experience in Madrid took some of the wind out of those sails, though. I had heard wonderful things about Galicia so considered a trip up that way. However, we had our housesit coming up, and I wanted to be able to move at a bit of a slower pace through Morocco on our way down. After treating ourselves to some foods we...
My travel bitch
I know the following statement is not earth shattering, but: I love to travel! I hope you weren’t too terribly shocked. Hopefully you were already sitting down, or were able to quickly move to a safe place. No head injuries allowed. As much as I love to travel, there are just some things that really get old. After the latest irritant, I just needed to do a travel bitch. Please feel free to share yours! Air Travel I...
Essaouira, breaking from the chaos of Morocco
Morocco is an amazing country. It challenges you, amazes you, stuns you, and brings you through so many other emotions. After time in Tangier, Marrakech, and other areas, like Fes, it’s important to go to other places to get a feel for the less chaotic side of this north African country. After a few days in Marrakech, we were ready for the coast, and we headed to the coastal town of Essaouira (pronounced sah-wee-rah)....
The Yummy Sauce of Cheesy Goodness
Tigger is a nut for mac & cheese. As far as he’s concerned, it’s a food group. In Honduras, we didn’t have very good access to cheese, so I sucked it up and bought him the nasty, orange, Kraft stuff. However, once we had access, I started working on a recipe that tasted good enough to get him off the fake, chemical stuff. Most recipes I’ve seen also require some oven time, which isn’t very...
Remembering Madrid
I’ve kind of put this post off for a while. Mostly because we’ve been enjoying Morocco and having so much to share from our travels and life here. And also because, well, frankly, I didn’t care so much for Madrid. I started to . . . appreciate it more as we spent time exploring various neighborhoods, especially on the weekend when you could get a better feel for the quirkiness of neighborhoods and such. I’m...
