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... terrace that was once part of the Royal changing rooms. That evening we explored the old town to fulfil our obligation to Txikiteo, the Basque word for hopping from bar to bar drinking wine and eating pintxos. We started at one end of Calle FermIn Calbeton, a hopping place and sampled pintxos callientes off of the blackboard. Tapas/Pintxos bars lay out a beautiful display of cold tapas, essentially a slice of baguette topped with meat, ...
... is edible itself, though it mainly tastes of sugar.
Prawns and French Beans cooked in "Orujo" Fireplace
Our beautiful, English-speaking waitress cooked the prawns tableside in a Le Crueset dutch oven using stones and a liquor that she explained was the Spanish version of Grappa. Next to each of the 3 prawns was a spot of green bean cream, shredded green bean, powder made of the shell, and a leaf. Forgot what the leaf was, but it didn't ...
such as “You’re the one that I want,” from Grease to pop music such as “California
Girls” by Katy Perry. Each version of these songs were unique and different and
I found myself enjoying a lot of them more then original. Even though these
songs were inherently American, Spaniards have added their own twist and sense
of independence to them. There ...
... though Spain has not yet fully recovered from this.
One time when I really noticed this was when I was in Valencia last weekend with my friend Caitlyn. On Sunday, Caitlyn and I decided that we wanted to go shopping before we had to leave and so at about 11:00 we left the hostel and walked downtown. We began to notice that none of the shops were open, but we figured this was because it was ...
... together, women being especially conscious of their surroundings, and disregarding derogative comments towards them. I was getting frustrated with myself because I knew I could find something more interesting than the common norms.
Friday morning, one of my roommates and I were running late for the lecture about the Basque culture. At one point we went into panic mode because we didn’t think we were going to be able to find the ...