After the hurdles my friend and I overcame, I don’t think I was really able to enjoy Paris. I couldn’t properly communicate with the people or understand many of the words aroun me. I’ve realized that although traveling to a country without knowing the language may seem exciting, it can be extremely frustrating.
Let’s talk about mushrooms. It’s the traditional mushroom picking season in the wannabe state that lies in the northeastern territory of Spain. The Catalans love to think they’re one of the savviest – if not the savviest – boletaires in the world. Why not?