Move To Spain Like A Pro

By Max Milano (Travel Writer & Photographer) Every April, a certain kind of expat arrives in Valencia, sun-kissed and looking for the shore, but I am not talking about the humans who fill the cafés in Benidorm with their flamingo-like sunburns and lager, I am talking about the real flamingos that come back to the Albufera lagoon south of Valencia and farther down to the salt lakes of Santa Pola. They arrive from Africa, from…

By Max Milano (Travel Writer) Madrid. Not a particularly pretty city, Hemingway wrote in Death in the Afternoon. It’s sometimes as if its grandiose buildings could be anywhere, Buenos Aires, for example. But it’s when one sees that deep blue, high-desert winter sky and the snow dusting the jagged peaks of the Sierra de Guadarrama as they loom above the city that one realizes it can’t be anywhere else but Madrid. But things have changed…