As the first stage of our vagabond journey comes to a close, six months in a tiny village was an experience that generated ideas about how to spend our future.
We came to a small Alpujjaran village six months ago. Little did we realize how much walking we’d be doing or how beneficial all those walks were to be.
Our Spanish resident visa renewal was a doozy this time. It took nearly nine months to complete our second non-lucrative visa renewal.
Friends who know that Jamie and I are plant based eaters asked how we’re managing in Mairena, the tiny Alpujarran village where we’ve spent the last 5 months. Our answer is, “Surprisingly well!” This region of Spain grows about 50 percent of Europe’s produce making it plentiful and inexpensive for the local residents.
it’s been a good year with respect to physical and mental health and I give my daily challenge most of the credit. A daily challenge goal provides a teeny bit of structure that can extend to other facets of life.
Laura discovered her gentle passion early in life. She’s dedicated life and livelihood to the care of the loyal companions who grace so many of our lives.
For the first time ever, Susan and I have our morning coffee in a room with a view. Sitting quietly, doing nothing.
We haven’t been hiking for a couple weeks because I sort of hurt myself. I’ve been enjoying the recovery time by watching clouds and thinking.
What can this unassuming church in a tiny village tell us about village life centuries ago? Well, it turns out that sometimes the most unassuming location or building can tell you a lot if you only dig a little deeper.
When December rolls around it’s time to harvest olives destined to be pressed for their oil at the local olive mill.
I admire Alistair; he’s found his way to a fulfilling, gentle life. He doesn’t look forward with anticipation or backwards with regret.
After three years we hadn’t quite worked out all of the “We’re retired and what the hell are we going to do with ourselves now?” details. So we spent some time…