by Jeni Martinez | Nov 12, 2023 | Aging, Food, Friendship, Health, Hiking, Kindness, Language, Letting Go, Life and Death, Love, Travel
My high school boyfriend and I used to sing “When I’m Sixty-Four” by the Beatles. At the time, the lyrics had us imagining that we might have a long and happy life together. Of course sixty-four seemed ancient and so far in the future that we also...
by Jeni Martinez | Jul 3, 2023 | American Yogi in Spain, Ex-pats in Spain, Food, Health, Hiking, Kindness, Spain, Travel, Yoga
One of my favorite quotes to share on a Hiking & Yoga Retreat is from Ellen Degeneres. She explained, in her most serious voice, ” You have to stay in shape. My grandmother, she started walking five miles a day when she was sixty. She’s ninety-seven...
by Jeni Martinez | May 22, 2023 | American Yogi in Spain, Americans in Gijon, Ex-pats in Spain, Food, Italy, Travel, Yoga
Poet Mary Oliver said, “Instructions for living a life: Pay attention. Be astonished. Tell about it.” Rocky and I just returned from 12 fantastic days in Puglia, Italy, leading the Walking and Yoga Retreat. Mary Oliver’s quote was on my mind more than once...
by Jeni Martinez | Nov 14, 2022 | American Yogi in Spain, Americans in Gijon, Family, Food, Health, Kindness, Language, Retirement, Spain, Yoga
The phrase, “An apple a day, keeps the doctor away” is not a popular saying in Spain. However, in Asturias where we live, Sidra, a beverage made from fermented apples is touted as a health drink and recommended for daily consumption. “El amor y la...
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...
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