“Give me a coffee. With milk.” I say to the barista. She turns around immediately and scoops out some dark torrefacto coffee. The machines buzzes and whirs, and a minute later she slides the coffee across the bar to me, without a word.
Rude? Of course not.
Manners in Spain are different from those anywhere else. That much should be obvious right from the get go. But how? What can you do to be polite in Spain? What does Spanish etiquette call for?
Continue reading “How to Have Good Manners in Spain”
You’re dating a Spaniard. Ohh girl, what have you done?
No seriously, this series will be ongoing until all the Guiris dating a Spaniard stop, which I hope is never! I’d like to introduce you all to Annemarie.
Hey! So let us know who you are and what’s up please!
I’m Annemarie, and this will be my second year teaching English in Madrid. I knew I wanted to return to Spain after I spent a semester in college in Valencia. I have an undergraduate degree in international business and economics, and I never thought I would spend time working as a teacher.
Continue reading “So You’re Dating a Spaniard—Annemarie”
Being a guiri means people in Spain find you curious at times, especially when you show up in unexpected places, like a bus stop in Vallecas. Here are some of my recent encounters with Spaniards who find me just a tiny bit interesting:
Continue reading “A Foreigner Among Us—Talking to Strangers in Spain”
Have you all read my interview over on Expats Blog? If not, head on over to read my interview and leave a comment on my profile page if you’re so inclined.
Other people to visit: Erik, Erin, Hamatha, Lauren, Cat, and Christine.
One of the questions I was asked in my interview was “If you could pick one piece of advice to anyone moving here, what would it be?” It’s a difficult question for me, because I’m not one to give advice, at least not without advising you to take whatever I say with a large grain of salt. You see, everyone is different, and I don’t think my experience is the only one, or that you’re like me, or anything of the sort.
Maybe you don’t like garlic. But why would you come to Spain then?
Continue reading “Learning to Live in Spain”