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I lived in Spain for a total of eight years during the seventies and eighties. First location was El Puerto de Santa Maria, in the province of Cadiz. I later lived in Talavera de la Reina,  and then in Miami Playa, Tarragona. This blog is about some of the funny and perhaps not so funny incidents which took place during this time frame. The excerpts are not in any particular chronological order. My goal is to paint a picture in words of what life was like in Spain in the mid seventies and early eighties, albeit from a foreigner's point of view.

I graduated from Hamilton College of Education, Scotland with a diploma in Education. I later graduated from the University of Maryland with the B.A. in Psychology and from the University of Pittsburgh with the M.A. in Hispanic Language and Literature. I taught Spanish as adjunct faculty for several years in the Pittsburgh area.

Please contact me at graphs99@yahoo.com  Would love to hear from you!

Thanks for taking the time to look at my trip down memory lane.

 If you'd like to read some more, please feel free to check out my blog about life in the suburbs at La Vida Loca.

All written work and images, unless otherwise stated, are copyrighted sstaas. All rights reserved. 

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