Category Archives: Spain

“The Impostor” by Javier Cercas

Zur deutschen Fassung. Impostors who portray their lives as more adventurous than they are don’t just exist in novels and in blogs. Some live among us. Or, when impostorism conspires with narcissism, they force their way onto the big stage. … Continue reading

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Mauthausen

Zur deutschen Fassung dieses Berichts. My hosts in Linz are exceptionally gracious hosts. On the morning of the farewell, they cook, bake, puree, flambé and prepare food as if I weren’t a humble little fellow, but a horde of a … Continue reading

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Spain is already celebrating Christmas today

Zur deutschen Fassung. In many countries, a battle is raging over whether 24 or 25 December is the real Christmas. A battle between capitalists and Christians that is being waged with particular ferocity this year. Some want to die for … Continue reading

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But when will it be spring again?

“I want to do to you what spring does to the cherry trees,” wrote Pablo Neruda on the wall of the cathedral in Baza, defying the wrath not only of God, but also of municipal anti-graffiti enforcers. But then, if … Continue reading

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“Mindfulness”

I know something is a fad when I see it advertised in a really small town in Andalusia.

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Living in a Cave

When I introduced the cave houses around Venta Micena to you, I promised you a look inside. Luckily, I met Florence and Bruno, a lovely couple from France, who invited me to their cave home in Fuente Nueva. It was … Continue reading

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Venta Micena – Day 30/30

Today is my last day in Venta Micena. Originally, I thought that, in order to leave, I would need to stand by the road for hours, hoping for a car to pass by and give me a ride. And I … Continue reading

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Venta Micena – Day 29/30

When the owners of the house travel by plane, on their yacht or with one of their many other cars, the house sitter often gets to use a car, or at least a bicycle. In a remote area like this … Continue reading

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Venta Micena – Day 28/30

You have already met Grace, the cat who is my primary responsibility while house sitting in Venta Micena. But each morning, her colleagues are waiting outside, looking at me pleadingly and full of hope. Of course I cannot resist, and … Continue reading

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Venta Micena – Day 27/30

“Aren’t you afraid, living in the village all by yourself?”, people ask me. “No,” I reply, “because there is even a sign declaring it a secure zone.”

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