The Most Difficult Aspect Of Talking To Spanish People Isn't The Vocabulary, Necessarily, But The Cultural

The most difficult aspect of talking to Spanish people isn't the vocabulary, necessarily, but the cultural differences. 

For example, I use "creepy" and "awkward" very often, it turns out. These words don't exist in Spanish, and I've failed to explain either one adequately. 

Just so you know

I'm not posting until I get back to America (December 17th ish). To better enjoy my time in Salamanca, and all that. 

(Barcelona, 11/25/11)

Las Ramblas. The heart of Barcelona tourism. Still beautiful!

(Salamanca, 12/03/11)

Perfect spanish sunset. 

(Manarola, 08/27/11)

We made a point to sit outside for meals whenever possible. Upside: you can watch the sunset and smell the ocean. Downside: smokers. (Hasn't Europe been informed about lung cancer?)

Luckily, we found a (cheap) cafe on the water just as the sun was setting on our first night in Cinque Terre. I sampled their delicious pesto lasagna. In fact, pesto was invented in that region. Probably in that very cafe. 

(Corniglia, 08/27/11)

I encountered the blue door halfway down a steep, winding staircase that eventually led to the Mediterranean. Had I opened a door, I would have seen a house perched upon the rocky cliff, maybe with a leathery old Italian man watering the flowers and his wife picking lemons out of their tree. 

Instead, I continued on and took too many pictures of the pristine teal sea.