Journeys Shared: Tour Galleries & Travel Stories
Every Traveling in Spanglish tour becomes its own story.
The laughter around long tables, the unexpected adventures, the quiet moments when a place suddenly feels like home.
Here you’ll find glimpses from past journeys — captured in photos, little historias from the road, and the memories that made each trip unforgettable.
Because the best part of travel isn’t just where you go…
it’s who you share the aventura with.
From corazón to destino…
Rome + Abruzzo Cultural Tour
October 2025
Our first small group journey through Rome’s timeless streets and the mountain villages of Abruzzo — filled with pasta, laughter, and a few beautifully unexpected moments.
“Life is a combination of magic and pasta.”
Federico Fellini
An Afternoon With the Nonnas
The first time we partnered with the Pro Loco of Colledimezzo, the plan was simple: a short cooking demonstration with a few village nonnas.
We had scheduled about an hour and a half.
Instead, the experience turned into five hours.
Because, as it turns out, Italy doesn’t rush.
Aprons on and flour everywhere, the nonnas patiently taught us how to make sagne pezzi, a rustic hand-torn pasta, and delicate pizzelle. There was laughter, gentle corrections, and plenty of classic nonna supervision over our shoulders.
With the help of a translator, we learned not just the recipes, but the stories behind them.
And when the cooking was finished, we sat down together for lunch overlooking the Val di Sangro — wine poured, plates shared, the nonnas joining us at the table.
By that point it didn’t feel like a cooking class anymore.
It felt like familia.
Sometimes the best experiences are the ones that refuse to stay on schedule.
Rome + Abruzzo Cultural Tour
November 2024
“One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well.”
Virginia Woolf
The Moment Italy Became Possible
When I took my best friend Jenny to Rome in November 2024, she had never been out of the country before.
And she was scared.
Not of flying or getting lost — but of something much more practical: food.
Jenny has several allergies, and eating in unfamiliar places had always felt risky. Before the trip we talked endlessly about menus, ingredients, and whether Italy would even work for her.
The first night in Rome we sat down at a small trattoria, and something unexpected happened.
She realized she could eat.
Not just one thing on the menu — almost everything.
Olive oil instead of butter. Sauces adjusted. Fresh pasta with simple ingredients. Dish after dish that worked perfectly within what she needed.
And suddenly the fear disappeared.
Jenny started laughing. Smiling. Literally squealing with delight as she tasted the food she had always dreamed about but never thought she could enjoy.
By the end of the trip she was the one suggesting restaurants.
“Should we try that place?”
“We have to get gelato here.”
“What about this trattoria tomorrow?”
She couldn’t stop talking about it — to me, to her family back home, to anyone who would listen.
That’s when I realized something important.
Travel doesn’t have to be limited by the things we worry about.
With a little care, a little intention, and a lot of good Italian food… the world can open up in ways people never expected.
And sometimes all it takes is one meal to realize it.
“Traveling– It leaves you speechless, then turns you into a storyteller.”
Ibn Battuta
The Day We Got Gloriously Lost in Abruzzo
One fall afternoon in Abruzzo, my sister Alex and I set out for what we thought would be a simple one-hour hike to Rocca Calascio, the iconic mountain castle that feels straight out of a movie.
Instead, we read the wrong sign.
The trail we followed pointed to Castel del Monte, and because we assumed Rocca Calascio was the castle we were looking for… we just kept walking. And walking. And walking.
Three hours later we were exhausted, out of water, completely turned around, and wondering how a one-hour hike had turned into a full mountain expedition.
Eventually, a kind woman took pity on us and gave us a ride back to the parking area where we started. And that’s when we discovered something hilarious: Rocca Calascio was only about 30 minutes from the parking lot the entire time.
When we finally reached the castle, the views were breathtaking — sweeping mountains, golden fall light, and the kind of silence that makes Abruzzo feel timeless.
But honestly? The part we remember most isn’t the view.
It’s the getting lost.
The hitchhiking.
The laughing later about how completely wrong we were.
Because that’s the thing about travel — the moments that go off script often become the ones you remember forever.
Sometimes the best adventures start with a wrong turn.
From corazón to destino
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