by Jeni Martinez | Jul 16, 2022 | American Yogi in Spain, Americans in Gijon, Ex-pats in Spain, Family, Food, France, Hiking, Relationships, Spain, Travel, Yoga
Rocky and I recently returned from France where we hosted three yoga retreats over a six week period: two in Bordeaux and one in Chamonix. Between the pre-retreat prep and the post-retreat laundry and recuperative downtime (aka collapse), I was not inspired to write...
by Jeni Martinez | Apr 25, 2022 | American Yogi in Spain, Ex-pats in Spain, Family, Food, Letting Go, Spain, Travel
Madrid 1978-79: Forty-four years ago I landed in Madrid to study at La Universidad Complutense during my sophomore year in college. Madrid was the historic, provinical capital of Spain and was just emerging from the bleak Franco years. As a result, there were still...
by Jeni Martinez | Mar 15, 2022 | American Yogi in Spain, Americans in Gijon, Ex-pats in Spain, Family, Kindness, Language, Love, Relationships, Retirement, Spain, Travel
A friend of ours recently messaged me to ask a few questions about our life in Spain. She is considering a similar move, albeit to southern Spain, in the near future. Her questions made me think she didn’t fully trust that I was writing the complete truth about...
by Jeni Martinez | Mar 3, 2022 | American Yogi in Spain, Americans in Gijon, Ex-pats in Spain, Family, Food, Life and Death, Love, Peace, Politics, Spain, Travel
There’s always more to see here. When we get lulled into thinking we have some sort of routine and know what to expect, we discover a new tradition or a new food. Last week was no different. Called Antroxu (pronounced An-tro-shoe) in the Asturian language, we...
by Jeni Martinez | Jan 26, 2022 | American Yogi in Spain, Americans in Gijon, Ex-pats in Spain, Family, Food, Life and Death, Love, Marriage, Relationships
Rocky and I are celebrating our 35th Anniversary today. We got married in a gazebo overlooking the ocean in Laguna Beach, California on a somewhat random Monday. My sister Liz, and Gary, her boyfriend at the time, were our only witnesses until a couple of old ladies...
by Jeni Martinez | Jan 24, 2022 | Family, Life and Death, Love, Relationships
Early morning on January 8th, I arrived at the first of three airports on my way to visit my Dad in Kansas. As the taxi pulled up to let me off, I got a text telling me that Dad had died. For several stunned minutes, I pondered whether to turn around and go...
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