So, if you’ve been here recently, you saw the start of what I thought was going to be a frequent series of posts from my June travels in Spain. But the breakneck pace of the seminar, coupled with not-so-frequent access to WiFi, meant that project died on the vine. I also intended to send out … More out here
The time between landing at the airport and the arrival of the course coordinator, Paco, who is also our ride to the hotel, is four hours. After two hours, I have eaten a chocolate croissant, consumed what I imagine will be one of many cafes con leche, and written some postcards. Note: autocorrect tried to … More Bienvenidos a Madrid
In twenty-four hours, I’ll be somewhere over the Atlantic, bound for Madrid and an international faculty development seminar focused on the Camino de Santiago. It is officially summer, insofar as everything is graded and the meetings are generally in abeyance, but still, I go in a time of flux (as if there is any other … More Me voy.