Catalonia: just nationalism or a freedom movement?

My first encounter with the sentence “I am Catalan” sticks in my mind as a quite sudden moment of change of my perception of Spain. It took place quite far…


Mallorca, horizons of the dream

More will you understand as words bring you closer to the bank of the river of yourself, and without fear you face with your fluent reality (…) Drown,…


Salty water, sunshine and surf: lessons from Zarautz

For people like me, who overthink and worry too much about stuff, a trip to Zarautz is without a doubt a good digression. These were a few days of necessary…