I recently sat down with a few friends and we got to talking about traveling. My friends are planning a trip to Spain (specifically Barcelona) and France later this year and the entire time all I could think was “I am so jealous!”
I was in Spain last year and it was one of the best experiences I’ve ever had. It was the first time I bought a plane ticket on a whim, and my first time to Spain. I had a friend who was teaching English over there and he had about 2 months left of his time there when I made the decision to go. Given my inability to speak Spanish, I knew I had to take this opportunity to go visit him there and experience Spain from his perspective.
In my conversation with my friends about their upcoming trip, all I could talk about was the food. Specifically the tinto de verano (their summer wine) and the jamon that you could get with the tapas. One of the great little treasures I found out about southern Spain is that you can still get a plate of tapas for free with each beverage you purchase. So I had the opportunity to try many different foods while we were there. Most nights, we’d spend our dinners eating tapas for 4 to 5 hours and go home happy about to enter into our food comas.
I wish I was in Spain right now drinking summer wine. It’s typically a house red wine mixed with lemon club soda and some lemon wedges. Strange? No. Delicious? Yes. It’s like the cheap version of sangria. It was my water while I was there (mainly because I received strange looks from everyone when I ordered water…) I also wish I was sitting in Granada overlooking the Alhambra eating some delicious plates of ham (jamon). I have yet to find cured ham here that could make up for the what I had in Spain.
Until then I can figure out a way to go back, I’ll just stare at my pictures and pretend.