When I am at the beach, things that would usually irritate me - communal showers, peeling paint, strange creatures found bedside- take on a certain charm. All I want after a day in the sun is be lulled to sleep by the surf and feel a slight sprinkling of sand between the sheets. And so I like the Hostal Cristina, a simple but adequate hotel by the water's edge in Cadaqués (a small town on Spain's Costa Brava).
Read the rest of: "Hostal Cristina, Cadaqués"»  When you get tired of all the "typical" Spanish food, when you want small dishes (but... please, no more tapas!), when you want to try something eclectic yet vaguely Spanish-themed, you might want to consider eating at Bazaar on the southern fringes of Madrid's Chueca.
Read the rest of: "Bazaar in Madrid"»  I've already talked about
my abnormal interest in this very important meal and
how those morning calories are hard to come by in Madrid. Well, given
that nobody here eats much in the morning, you might as well do as the
Madrileños do - that is, eat only un poco. But where?...
Read the rest of: "Why Faborit is my Favorite. Reason #1: Breakfast"» 
Walking along Paseo del Prado yesterday, I couldn't help but notice all those kiosks and stands filled with books. Bookish types were swarming around them like insects.
So, I browsed a little bit and even though most of the material on display was clearly junk, I had to remind myself more than once about airline weight restrictions - otherwise, I would already have in my possession various 2€ encyclopedias and sub--10€ hard-cover editions of literary classics published in the 70's.
I couldn't figure out the exact dates for this event, but it looks like the stalls will be there for at least a few more weeks.
Don't get me wrong - I love Spanish food. I adore it.
I can't get enough of all that cocido, jamón serrano, chorizo and tortilla española, so whenever I am in Madrid I basically eat in advance. Madrid is a city where I can go to a sketchy diner, sit on a bar stool at the counter pretending to be a visiting American, take out a French novel from my pocket... and still get a hearty, delicious meal - for less than 10 euros!
But that doesn't help me solve the problem I encounter almost every morning.
I'll tell you what does. Read on...
Read the rest of: "VIPS: Breakfast in Madrid"» Via LaRazon.es --
How much does the typical tourist spend in Spain daily? 86 euros, according to the newly released
statistics of the Spanish Ministry of Industry, Tourism and Commerce.
That's an increase of 4.9% from last year's averages.
Read the rest of: "2005 Spanish Tourism Stats"» 
To have a coffee in a literary setting that's oozing atmosphere and tradition
in Madrid requires almost no effort.
Just walk to Pasillo de Recoletos,
look for the address plaque that says "21" and open the door to Café Gijón.
Read the rest of: "Café Gijón"» 
¡Feliz Año Nuevo desde Madrid! By the way, this is
Madrid's Puerta del Sol on New Year's
eve (right around midnight). Did you know that Spaniards eat grapes
instead of drinking champagne during the countdown?
You're supposed to eat exactly twelve during the
last minute of the year - that works out to be one grape every five
seconds, if my degree in Mathematics was worth anything at all.
If you linger or hesitate then it's bad luck. All
grocery shops around Puerta del Sol sell seedless grapes (is that cheating?), neatly packed by
the dozen.
My sister and I arrived at Hotel Mar de Frente (Los Caños De Meca, Costa de la Luz, Andalucía) almost by accident (or, to put it bluntly, by virtue of not being able to back our stick-shift rental coche out of a driveway). All in all, I must say it was a happy accident.
Having left the stubborn car in the care of a friendly parking lot attendant, we inquired about available rooms at the hotel and briefly surveyed the beach below. The results of both inquiries appeared to be satisfactory.... We checked in...
Read the rest of: "Hotel Mar de Frente (Los Caños de Meca)"» 
Up until this month the only thing that visibly connected me with the high
art of photography was all those amateurish pictures that I kept posting on this
site.
It all changed after I saw "Hotel Mediodía" - a solo exhibition
of the Spanish photographer Javier Campano that's on display at
Reina Sofia until the 4th of October.
Read the rest of: "Hotel Mediodía"»
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