Monthly Archives: November 2002

Alright, already, we went to see some art. Two art things, actually. On Saturday, we went to see the Fundacio Antoni Tapies, which is a large home that Antoni Tapies, a Catalan artist, bought and turned into a museum for … Continue reading →

It´s Thanksgiving in Barcelona, just like everyplace else. Tough to be overseas on our favorite holiday, but we´ll make it nice. The English pub where we watch football (real football, not soccer) every Sunday will be offering a Thanksgiving Dinner, … Continue reading →

It’s been a big week for us. We got furniture, gas, and the past tense, in that order. For furniture, we did what one-stop, low-income shoppers do all over the world: go to IKEA. Here they call it EE-KAY-UH. They … Continue reading →

Yesterday in my Spanish class, we were learning about parts of the body. Fair enough. We labeled a big chart of a body. Still reasonable. We got cards with the names of different body parts written on them and were … Continue reading →

Now we´re cooking. We own a bed, which was delivered to our house, but not carted up the six flights of stairs. The portrera – sort of like a doorman – told me not to buy any furniture, because it … Continue reading →

Exciting day for our heroes. Of course, it started off normal enough, with our Spanish class. Spanish class is the finishing touch on all the details that make Spain a lot like middle school. First, there are the obvious connections, … Continue reading →

I was nervous as I dialed the number for the gas company. The transaction had all the elements of impending disaster. One, it was required. We needed gas turned on in the apartment and couldn’t abandon this task as we … Continue reading →