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Stephanie de Leng is a photographer and blogger, and spends more and more of her time off-grid up the Maestrat in Spain. More Info

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Sketches of Castellon and Beyond

Sketches of Castellon and Beyond

My car gets Spanish citizenship and some facts and figures

May 11, 2012

The last time I drove here from Liverpool it cost me 3 nerve-wracking days in driving snow and sleet, and 600€ all in.  I don’t know what irked more – the inflated petrol bills and motorway tolls, nasty stopover hotels or the sheer awfulness of the over-priced food in chains like Buffalo Grill.   In the old days a drive to… Read more…

Categories: current affairs, My finca

Poppies in May

April 30, 2012

Ever since my father sent me a postcard from Paris of Claude Monet’s Poppies at Argenteuil I have been in love with poppies.  I was five then.  Nothing in the world looked as romantic to me and I still feel the same.  I think that it is the red in a swirling sea of green, or is it the green… Read more…

Categories: El Campo

Castellon’s empty airport April Update!

April 28, 2012

  SCROLL DOWN FOR ALL UPDATES! Along with many other foreigners, the fact that a new airport was being built in the province of Castellon helped persuade me to buy my finca.  Would I have bought it without this carrot, I wonder?  That is an impossible question to answer.  Certainly not everyone was in its favour, least of all the… Read more…

Hanging an exhibition and more, Spanish-style

April 19, 2012

Following the success of last year’s exhibition with local iron artist Miguel Belles, we were asked to organise three more exhibitions this year, two of which are up and running already.  Unfortunately I have not been around as much as I would like and so had to sort of leave exhibition 1 to Miguel.  Sort of totally. Being a control… Read more…

The giant puffball story

April 9, 2012

I took this photo four years ago with a Nikon D40x, at the time a pretty decent amateur SLR.  Nowadays the technology has advanced so much that it would be unusable for me, besides this was just a jpeg. Still, sometimes a photo is powerful enough to excuse technical imperfection, and furthermore, when I look back through my many photo… Read more…

Meet Charles, uh, no, John

March 18, 2012

El Maestrat is full of characters that have wandered in from somewhere else.  There is not only your collection of English, Dutch and German ex-pats, but also a wider collection of Spanish ones.  Spanish I hear you say?  Yes, Spanish, for Spain, though supposedly united under Franco, in essence is still a collection of countries with a collection of diverse… Read more…

The almonds that bloom in the spring, tra la, bring promise of merry sunshine

March 7, 2012

Now that the cold spell seems truly over, I remember why I love this time of the year so much.  The light is clear and crisp, with that “born again” quality that makes images sharp and colours fresh and vibrant as if in gratitude for the easing of the bitter cold.  The almond trees are in full bloom, enchanting with… Read more…

Categories: El Campo, My finca

The important of being earnestly insured

February 27, 2012

Just as things here in Castellon were getting under control and the weather promised to improve, I received an urgent phone call from France where I have a holiday rental property. “Stephanie, Stephanie, you have to come here, you have to come here now!”  It was my houseman and the panic in his voice was unmistakable. This is not the… Read more…

Categories: My finca

Here’s to a Spanish oscar and less doom and gloom!

February 12, 2012

  Last year, no, the year before last, in the summer, no in November, I was asked to take publicity photos at the gallery Col Blanc for the private view of Javier Mariscal’s “etchings”.  I had no idea who Mariscal was and I was not too fussed about the sketches.  They just seemed a little too simplistic for me, almost… Read more…

Categories: Culture

The very cold elephant woman

February 6, 2012

This weekend I was cold.  I am sure everyone was cold, but I was up a mountain with the winds howling around me at 70 miles per hour and wood flying all over the place, banging against the trees and oak shrub land, and occasionally the back of my cabin. I also witnessed a medley of bottles fly past my… Read more…

Categories: El Campo, My finca