ENGLISH ESPAÑOL Last night in Madrid I had my Grand Premiere as an actor. Six women, four different accents in Spanish (Italian, French, Irish and American) and an audience of all our Spanish boyfriends and a couple of weirdos who must have had nothing better to do....
Do what you like When I told my parents I wanted a job where I could do what I like, as a young college graduate with a sociology degree (!), you'd have thought I said I wanted to juggle babies for a living. But they came around, about the time I found a job I liked....
I don't get it. The hipster thing here in Madrid is just massive - without even going into how many beard-trimming, fade-shaving, exaggeratedly side-parting, bangs-gelling barberias there are, I also walk past (and sometimes into, thanks to Ramon) shops selling the...
I haven’t worked for months. No, it's okay. My last months in Colombia were rough – very long hours with several enormous tasks dangling over my head. It was time for a break. Sabbatical - lovely word, right? Leaving Colombia was also a big change for me – because...
“‘A writer is always in exile,’ she said, this is what pushes him or her to write. ‘It doesn’t have to be geographical.’” From Journalist Olivia Snaije’s interview with three Syrian and Iraqi women writers living in exile: Samar Yazbek, Inaam Kachachi, and Rosa Yassin...
I'm a little afraid of how this week is stacking up. Plenty of work, as there is no rest for the wicked. But also time with friends and packing and being sure to pile in all my favorite Bogota things. It sounds like mayhem, while I am looking for calm. Is he waving at...
The crowd from CNC, our work partners here in Bogota, showed up right on time - not a common thing in Bogota, where "Colombia time" is a recognized if unregulated time zone. I think the reason they were on time was to bring in the band: 2016-08-26 22.00.15 My friends...
Too late tonight to write much. We had a party with a band and such a great time... 2016-08-27 00.09.00
These are my friends on the way to work. They're usually asleep. There's about six more, and they all hang out around the food carts. I can't imagine why, the frying oil smells like their butts. Oh, wait, that's why... A short post tonight, but an important one to me,...
I'm swimming in work but treading water as best I can. I can't wait to leave for Madrid but in the meantime I'm going to pump out seven reports and annexes, probably 1500 pages of hard-hitting sociological analysis! BOOM! But I'm telling the whole thing out of order....