If you don't think you've had enough of us already, you can follow us on our Instagram (@fernwehyfood)! We'll probably be posting pics about two weeks ahead of blogs - because Fernweh has a job and a life and such and can't just sit around writing stories for your entertainment. Mount Tibidabo A photo posted … Continue reading Follow us on Instagram
"'Twas the night before Lent, and all throughout Sitges, every creature was stirring, throwing glitter on beaches. Not a child was safe at home or in bed, for all the parents had lost their damned heads." If Clement Clarke Moore had to write a poem about Carnaval I’m almost certain it’d have gone something like … Continue reading Carnaval in Sitges
Today Lisa (our new flatmate), Fernweh, and I took an adventure to Bunkers del Carmel, a large hill offering amazing views of the whole of Barcelona that rival the famed panoramas at Montjuïc, Park Güell, and Tibidabo. The bunker, which used to be an AA-station during World War II, resides in the El Carmel district … Continue reading Bunkers del Carmel
Hello and hola are essentially interchangeable, but also lead to awkward situations. Our neighbor is a Spanish deity and my brain shorted due to being in close proximity.
Sitges and beaches. Fun fact - those two words rhyme, which we discovered when we were pronouncing it “sit-gez” and no one had any idea of where we were planning on taking a little weekend trip.
Mercat de Sant Josep de la Boqueria is an unforgettable experience, and an unmissable one if you come to Barcelona.
I love my sister. I love her so much. But, to me, Food is the single most infuriating being on this planet for one - very good - reason.
The craving for chocolate has (for real) gone through the roof! I simply couldn’t take it anymore. Xx Food
Around a week ago I almost died. Now, you may think I’m exaggerating. I resent that. I’m not, and I have eyewitnesses to prove it.
About 6 months ago, we decided to move halfway across the world - knowing no one where we’re going - with only two suitcases. With me having a (partial) minor in Spanish, we had settled on a Spanish-speaking country, and it wasn’t until June that we definitively said Barcelona, Spain was our final destination.