Sure, Spain is known for all that sun. Summer weather persists all year round in places like the Canary Islands. But Spain is actually a land of contrasts and a country blessed with almost every imaginable natural and cultural treasures. Never mind the Spaniards' alegría de vivir!
OXTAIL, TAPAS & WINES ON MAY 15th, FEAST DAY OF ST. ISIDORE, MADRID'S PATRON SAINT: A DEFINITIVE GUIDE
GRACE HREN: "I don't think tapas are overrated. Anything that's delicious cannot be overrated." <> EMILY HANDLER: "Yeah, tapas are kind of overrated. I like the idea of them; they are cheap. But usually they are really not very good." <> JAYCEE RODMAN: "From a tourist point of view, it's something that is a part of the Spanish culture that most people look forward to trying."
Hats off to the Filipino hospitality! Mabuhay!
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.
I am anything but Spanish and perhaps that's why I can be somewhat objective about the way Spaniards tend to be depicted, saddled as they are with "topicos tipicos" that tend to arise in a discussion about Spain: flamenco, bullfight, tapas, paradores nacionales. . .
Food is one of the main attractions for tourists coming to Spain, an added value that sets the country apart from other destinations. Recent figures show that millions of international tourists visit Spain because of the native cuisine
In spring, the almond blossom competes in brilliance against the snow-crested peaks beyond. Suddenly, like a pencil line sharply delimiting the green lushness of this veritable oasis, the earth turns ochre-arid, supporting only the hardy olive. This is the presence and imagery that permeates the verse of its best-loved son and barb, Federico García Lorca: the viento verde of the undulating corn, long solitary walks through melancholy rain-filled afternoons, y el fondo un campo de nieve…home of the poet.