Dependent yet abusive, enchanted yet careless, man’s relationship with the sentient and non-sentient beings and phenomena of his environment has had a long history of both beauty and violence. Exploring the peninsula of O Morrazo, a verdant corner of Galicia carved out by the mouths of the three river inlets, Lives and Times discovered one particularly bloody chapter in this history of man and the sea, that of whaling: its origins, its industrialisation, and its death. Continue reading “Death of a Whaling Industry: A Chapter in Man’s Relation with the Sea”
Meandering Menorca: The Island Biosphere
Too often the word tourism is a synonym for over-development, speculation, and cultural devaluation; a word which is associated more with cruise ships and booze trips than with journey, adventure, and learning. But there is a place where tourism has not yet spoilt the very things which make it unique, a place where both economic and intrinsic value is recognised in the natural world. Continue reading “Meandering Menorca: The Island Biosphere”
An Andaluz Art: Horse Riding in Jerez de la Frontera
In Jerez de la Frontera, in Spain’s south, things are like the Sherry wines which this city concocts: made potent. And here things follow flamenco: they are done with art, with individuality, style, and with emotion. Here in the city of the horse, equitation is no different, becoming, like any other skill, an art Continue reading “An Andaluz Art: Horse Riding in Jerez de la Frontera”
The Seascapes of O Morrazo – (Photo Gallery)
Blue, green, and all shades in between, that is O Morrazo, a Galician peninsula formed by the three estuaries of Vigo, Pontevedra and Aldán, wedging into the hills of Morrazo to create this landscape of pines and eucalyptus, of capes and coves. The images below were taken in my first two months living on the peninsula. Continue reading “The Seascapes of O Morrazo – (Photo Gallery)”
From Learning to Living a Language
Without Spanish, I’ve wondered, where would I be? Without Castellano, I know, I’d be without nearly a decade of accumulated experiences, small and large, which in their totality amount to a significant part of my very self. Learning a language, then, is to embark on a process of self-transformation and expansion through communication and cultural accumulation. Continue reading “From Learning to Living a Language”
Cádiz and the Sea
With the sea breeze forever sprinkling its oceanic harvest over buildings and people, Cádiz is a salted city. With salty air, salty skin, salty people, this is a siren city; half of the sea, half of the land. Continue reading “Cádiz and the Sea”
The Love and Labour of Wine in the Penedés
The Mediterranean has just expanded out before me, lying there dark and still beyond the pine-covered ridges that define the boundaries of the valley. I am at the heights of the Penedés depression, around nine hundred metres above the sea, and behind me, to the north, flows the Anoia River, slowly meandering its way into Barcelona’s southern extremes in the El Prat Delta. Here, in the Penedés Valley and along the Anoia River, the grapevine has forever been at the heart of community and culture. Continue reading “The Love and Labour of Wine in the Penedés”
Romance of Jerez
Some cities are made for business, others by bohemians, there are some for the hip and others for the classical, many have been sold to tourism and most are all the same. But Jerez, Jerez de la Frontera, is a city for romantics, for the wide-eyed and wine-eyed lovers of all that comes from the heart and soul. Continue reading “Romance of Jerez”
Jerez de la Frontera: A City Long in Love With Wine
Sherry we say in English, Jerez in Spanish, Sherish they said in Arabic, a city that you can grasp in a glass and let roll through your lips in your mouth over your tongue. It is a city which has always been a lover of wine, always. Long before ‘sherry’ evolved into what it is today – an alchemical creation fortified with alcohol, oxidised by air and transformed by flor – and before the catavinos wine glass became the glass of choice for sherry lovers, before, even, the solera system of ageing wines, Jerez was always madly in love with the vine. Continue reading “Jerez de la Frontera: A City Long in Love With Wine”
