War and Peace in the Basque Country
Thirty Basque men, women, children and seniors stand in the rain silently, forming a long human chain in front of the Kursaal Building in San Sebastian. The modern, stylish building stands triumphantly over the beach and the old town, a physical symbol of the Basque people’s opening their doors to the world and a peaceful … Continue reading
How I Was Mistaken for a Terrorist (Arévalo)
“It’s that damn beard of yours, Marko,” reasoned my mom over the phone, “That’s exactly why you were supsected of being a terrorist. I mean, what do you expect? Walking around with a backpack and a guitar case like a dirty hippy…you just stick out like a sore thumb. It’s time you cleaned up before … Continue reading
On The Road Again (Arévalo & Ávila, Spain)
I quickly discovered that the best thing about Arévalo is its proximity to other places. Its central location was the source of its prosperity five hundred years ago and the key to maintaining my sanity today. For the rest of 2009 I traveled almost constantly. I finished class on Thursday at 12:20 and by 2:00 … Continue reading
Paseo Through Arévalo
Each day before sunset the people of Spain traditionally leave their homes and take a leisurely stroll called a paseo. I take my paseo at five in the afternoon and join the rest of the pueblo in their daily walk through our village, Arévalo. I descend the steps of apartment to the street below and … Continue reading
Marko Polo Travels 