About Claire Rivkin

Claire Rivkin is a rising sophomore who can’t decide whether she’s from Chicago or Washington DC. When she's not traveling through countries that mandate absurd amounts of pork consumption, Claire is a bench member of the Hyperion Shakespeare Company and a Room 13 peer counselor. She enjoys free sh*t and being edgy.
29 09, 2016
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It’s Getting Hot, Hot, HOT

Let me tell you a little bit about Spanish heat. When I arrived in Córdoba at 5pm on a Sunday, I went straight to the main square. There was no one there. NO ONE. No businesses open, no small children playing, no elderly people giving me side-eye. And then I stood outside for longer than a minute and realized why. It was a physically painful realization. I have bought a fan, an umbrella, [...]

25 07, 2016
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The Wisdom of the Doner Kebab Goddess

Sevilla is an eating town. Within my first two days, I had eaten in three different ice cream shops (shout out to La Fiorentina for chocolate with chili and blueberry and La Helameda for somehow the best vanilla in existence) and consumed countless pringa sandwiches (what happens when you mash all the porks together, put it in bread and eat it with a hangover). I ate snails for my first time in Spain; [...]

18 07, 2016
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Miscommunications and Orgy Invitations

As a town whose nightlife peaked during the reign of the Catholic monarchs (as we all learned, in 1492 Columbus threw a rager on the ocean blue), Toledo gets a bad rep. Misión Imposible: find out where people go here to get multi-culturally and historically lit. Prospects started looking up when some native Toledans offered to take me to “la Peraleda.” When I don’t know Spanish words, I tend to nod and smile [...]

12 07, 2016
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It’s Getting Hot, Hot, HOT

Let me tell you a little bit about Spanish heat. When I arrived in Córdoba at 5pm on a Sunday, I went straight to the main square. There was no one there. NO ONE. No businesses open, no small children playing, no elderly people giving me side-eye. And then I stood outside for longer than a minute and realized why. It was a physically painful realization. I have bought a fan, an umbrella, [...]

24 06, 2016
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Eats, Hams, and Cheeses: How to Comer Like a Madrileño

After a few days in Madrid, many of which I spent perpetually hungry for some delicious ham and sangría, I’ve learned that I had a lot to learn before next-level tapas hopping.   Table Manners (or “Who knew I was doing everything wrong?”) Keep those hands above the table.  Waiters don’t tend to call people out for this in a restaurant and especially not in Madrid (because they are very [...]

23 06, 2016
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Muy Muy Hip with the Kids

So even crazier than the extreme heat of a totally abandoned mid-siesta Madrid, is the sudden 20 degree (centigrade, suh European) drop that necessitates evasive sweater action.  Luckily, with a handy little brother in town, all I had to do was throw on his oversized sweater and I was ready to get into all those clubs that seek semi-homeless looking tangle-haired American travel writers.  It’s a thing (I hope).   [...]

16 06, 2016
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I Found Parque Retiro: Or, the True Value of a Siesta

Checked into the hostel. Checked out the hostel receptionist.  He knew I was trouble when I walked in.  And by trouble I mean, deeply, deeply jet lagged.  Was it a Tuesday or a Wednesday?  I had no idea, but I was ready to explore the city and blend in completely with the locals, as soon as I stopped updating my snap story.   First stop: let’s get some tapasssss.  Oh wait, it’s 4PM [...]

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