I came to Spain about 18 years ago. Young, greasy-haired, and blaming “capitalism” for most of my problems, I guess you could say I was a bit of
Hey all! It’s been an interesting week on one of my Facebook groups. See, over on English Teachers in Madrid there’s been a bit of a spat over
Looking for work as an English teacher in Madrid? Sorry… This page probably isn’t the place for you. I don’t have jobs for teachers, and I’d rather die
Here’s a question I get asked a lot… Can you make a living teaching English in Madrid? It’s complicated, but the short answer is yes. You can make
It’s clear to anyone who’s done it that living abroad changes you… Probably forever. I wrote about the way that living abroad can change your whole personality in
Yeah, long time no see. I missed you too. Honestly, I haven’t been doing much lately – unfortunately, it’s my hard-working alter-ego Mr Daniel who’s been calling the
What’s beef? Beef is when you need two gats to go to sleep. Beef is when you make your enemies start your Jeep. And, as The Notorious B.I.G.
Spaniards often have little concept of political correctness or puritanical politeness, and they’re accustomed to using all sorts of colorful expressions wherever they go. Even in English class.
7:28 AM — My eyes pop open a full hour before my alarm is supposed to go off. A nameless dread grips me. Oh god, I think. What
Last night I dreamed that my normal students had turned into characters from The Wire. Marlo Stanfield was there in person, but the rest were sort of versions