The week my parents were here

Yesterday we waved goodbye to our second set of Aussie visitors, my dear parentals. It’s a bit strange when you grow up, and you are supposed to be an adult, and you realise that your Mum and Dad don’t know everything, like how to order a coffee in Spanish, or the direction of the trainContinue reading “The week my parents were here”

The week we were hop ons

After five months here, it feels as though we are finally finding our feet. My job is starting to feel like mine, not something that I am pretending to do until someone catches me out (classic imposter syndrome). Our apartment seems more like home that is has before. And we are even making friends! InContinue reading “The week we were hop ons”

The week of La Diada de Sant Jordi

For most of this week I have felt like Harry Potter, in the last movie when he is asked about the Tale of the Three Brothers. “You know, the tale of Sant Jordi?”, people say expectedly. “Ummm…” The tale, told to me several times in the past week, goes that once upon a time, aContinue reading “The week of La Diada de Sant Jordi”

The week of the three towers

How good is spring?! The days are lengthening, the sun is shining and the flowers are blooming. Tortosa feels alive, like a new town. After a two winters in a row, we are really appreciating all of this, and the promise of warmer days ahead. Yesterday we got out and enjoyed the sunshine by ridingContinue reading “The week of the three towers”

The week we tried to learn Spanish

‘What?’ I hear you say! ‘Haven’t you been living in Spain for three months now? Haven’t you been trying to learn Spanish for, I don’t know, the whole time?!’ The truth is, it’s actually been quite hard to for us to find a structured way to learn Castellano. The main reason for this is that,Continue reading “The week we tried to learn Spanish”

The week we Via-ed Verde-ishly

Warning: for some inexplicable reason, this post contains an alarming amount of alliterations. Yesterday we bundled our bikes into the bottom of a bus and headed off to explore the mountains that surround Tortosa. We ventured with verve to velocipede on the Via Verde. Via Verdes (or Greenway) are old train lines that have beenContinue reading “The week we Via-ed Verde-ishly”

The week of the jamón

Finally, after two months of filler, of pretending this blog is about science or experiencing a new culture or some such, I can finally write the blog post that this website was born to host. The real reason we moved to Spain. La semana del jamón. Jamón—pork that is cured by drying and salting, as opposedContinue reading “The week of the jamón”

The week of our first visitor

Last week we welcomed our first guest to Tortosa, a dear friend who had trekked all the way to Europe from Australia just to see us! And go snowboarding in Andorra. It was strange to have a visitor in our town when it doesn’t feel like our town yet. Where to go? What to do? It was even stranger whenContinue reading “The week of our first visitor”

The week we came back

OK so we only got back to Tortosa last night, but on Sunday (technically still within last week) we returned to Spain after two weeks travelling in Germany and France. As an Australian, I have this romantic notion that once you are in Europe, it’s a breeze to get to any other European country. TheContinue reading “The week we came back”