Showing posts with label African American expat in Spain. Show all posts
Showing posts with label African American expat in Spain. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 18, 2026

Walking in Oviedo: How a Compact, Walkable City Improves Health, Mood, and Community

 Introduction

When I relocated from Los Angeles to Oviedo, I expected a cultural shift. What I didn’t expect was a physiological one. The simple act of walking—built into daily life here—has altered my blood pressure, mood, and sense of connection to others.


Oviedo is not a large city, roughly comparable in footprint to Richmond, Virginia, but without skyscrapers—these are largely prohibited in the historic urban core. The result is a compact, human-scale environment where daily needs are embedded within walking distance.



Grand buildings, but no skyscrapers



Why Walking in Oviedo Works So Well

Oviedo is structured for movement on foot. From my home, nearly everything I need is within a 5–40-minute walk—groceries, pharmacies, cafés, parks, and medical care.


Pedestrian-only streets



When needed, walking is supplemented by:

  • A reliable and punctual bus system
  • Readily available taxis
  • Pedestrian-friendly streets and plazas

Urban researchers consistently show that compact cities encourage daily physical activity because walking becomes the easiest option rather than a planned exercise activity.¹


Evidence-Based Benefits of Walking—and My Experience in Oviedo

1. Reduced Blood Pressure


                                                                                (Image: AI)


Regular walking has been shown to significantly reduce blood pressure. A meta-analysis of walking interventions found reductions in both systolic and diastolic blood pressure among participants who incorporated walking into daily routines.²

My observation:
Since living in Oviedo and walking daily, my blood pressure has dropped enough that I require less medication.


2. Improved Mood and Reduced Depression

Walking and moderate aerobic activity stimulate endorphin release and improve neurotransmitter balance. Large studies show that regular walking can reduce symptoms of depression and improve overall psychological well-being.³

My observation:
My baseline mood has improved noticeably since walking became a daily part of life rather than something scheduled. One medication down, one more to go!
 


3. Lower Chronic Stress

Research shows that walking—especially in pleasant urban environments—reduces cortisol levels and sympathetic nervous system activity.⁴

My observation:
The constant low-level tension I experienced while living in Los Angeles—traffic, noise, scheduling every movement—has largely disappeared.


4. Increased Social Connection

Walkable environments foster incidental social interactions, which are strongly linked to improved mental health and reduced loneliness.⁵

My observation:
Walking in Oviedo creates small but meaningful interactions—eye contact, greetings, shared sidewalks.

Contrast that with freeway driving: thousands of people in proximity, yet complete isolation.


5. A Stronger Sense of Community

Urban studies show that pedestrian environments increase social trust and civic engagement.⁶

My observation:
There is a palpable sense that people watch out for one another. I’ve seen this during real emergencies on the street. In my own case, the example was small but revealing. One afternoon, I was on the sidewalk struggling to get my backpack on. Without being asked, a passerby stepped behind me and said, “¿Te ayudo?”—“Can I help you?”—and adjusted the straps. That kind of warm, spontaneous assistance is difficult to imagine when everyone is sealed inside cars.


From Car Culture to Walking Culture

Driving in Los Angeles often felt paradoxical: surrounded by thousands, yet entirely alone.

Walking in Oviedo produces the opposite effect:

  • You become part of the street
  • You repeatedly encounter the same spaces and people
  • The city becomes familiar rather than anonymous

Over time, walking creates belonging.


Urban Design Matters

Oviedo’s walkability is not accidental. Key features include:

  • Human-scale urban density
  • Mixed residential and commercial neighborhoods
  • Wide sidewalks and pedestrian streets
  • Public services within short distances

Urban planners describe these environments as “15-minute cities,” where daily needs are accessible within a short walk or transit ride.⁷

Oviedo effectively functions this way.


Conclusion

Walking in Oviedo is not exercise in the traditional sense—it is infrastructure.

The city makes movement on foot the most logical way to live. The health benefits follow naturally: lower blood pressure, improved mood, and reduced stress.

But beyond physiology, there is something less measurable and equally important—a restoration of trust in the people around you.


References

1.     Sallis JF et al. “Role of Built Environments in Physical Activity.” The Lancet, 2016.

2.     Murphy MH et al. “Walking for Health.” British Journal of Sports Medicine, 2007.

3.     Mammen G, Faulkner G. “Physical Activity and Depression.” American Journal of Preventive Medicine, 2013.

4.     Hunter MR et al. “Urban Green Space and Stress Reduction.” Frontiers in Psychology, 2019.

5.     Leyden KM. “Social Capital and the Built Environment.” American Journal of Public Health, 2003.

6.     Wood L et al. “Neighborhood Design and Social Interaction.” Health & Place, 2010.

7.     Moreno C. “The 15-Minute City.” Smart Cities Journal, 2021.

 

Wednesday, July 16, 2025

MY MOVE TO SPAIN--AN UPDATE

 Kwei--Wed



Peacock Art Sunroom (Image: Kwei Quartey)

I’m just jumping on for a quick update on my move to Oviedo, España. I had a stressful last week moving to temporary lodgings at an Airbnb, since my lease at my Pasadena apartment came to an end. Booking an Airbnb is a bit of a crapshoot, and yeah, my first choice was indeed crap. Not a welcoming appearance outside.

What color is that? Bile? (Image: Kwei Quartey)


 Inside wasn’t much better. Apart from the cramped quarters that lent a lie to the online photo, the kitchen light didn’t work, and the bathroom had mildew and a moldy odor. Meanwhile, transmitted noise from the people upstairs was so loud that I might as well have had roommates. 

To be fair, the hosts were responsive and prompt, although it appears they were a management setup rather than the owners themselves. They didn’t know what the kitchen light looked like, and I had to send them a photo. After 8 days, an electrician arrived to replace it, but by then, I’d already informed the host that I was so uncomfortable that there was no way I could stay for another 2 weeks (my departure is July 30). 

I chose a new place, and this time, struck gold.  A nice neighborhood, good surroundings, a zen courtyard, spotless interior (and bathroom!), nice touches like free water and chocolate (won’t eat) in the full-size fridge, slippers to wear indoors, good crockery, comfy bed and sofa, a full all-purpose table where I can both eat and do my work, and plenty closet space. 

Good meditation spot? (Image: Kwei Quartey)


The property is called The Peacock Art Showroom because there’s an ostentation of peacocks wandering around the neighborhood. Funnily enough, I once stayed at an Airbnb in Accra (Esther’s Hotel) that also had peacocks on the premises. 

Spotless digs (Image: Kwei Quartey)

So, now I have some peace of mind and should be in good standing to tackle my next move--the big one!





Wednesday, July 2, 2025

Have Visa, Will Travel: Moving to Spain as an African American

 Kwei--Wed

I know, I was supposed to have posted last week. I shamelessly delayed just to line up with a neat, satisfying number. Today marks exactly 28 days—a clean four weeks—until I board a flight to Spain. Forgive the calendrical offense, fellow Murder Is Everywhere authors. The obsessive symmetry of “one month out” was just too good to resist.




I’m Holding the Visa. This Is Happening.

A shiny, official Spanish visa in my passport. It says, in no uncertain terms, “You’re going.” Not “you might go,” or “you’ll try.” You. Are. Going.

On July 30, I board a Boeing 787 to begin a new life in Oviedo, capital of Asturias in northern Spain. I’ll walk more. I’ll own less. I’ll inhale more green than concrete. Hopefully, I’ll have fewer migraines (though that part’s TBD).

Why I Chose Oviedo: A Simpler Life for an African American Moving to Spain

After years of tight schedules, traffic jams, and the mental clutter that seems endemic to life in the U.S., I’ve been aching for simplicity:

  • No car.

  • No Amazon box towers.

  • No constant political barrage.

Instead, I want walkable streets, Spanish-language conversations that challenge me (but don’t break me), and to live near parks instead of parking lots. The lush green comes from the ample rainfall, which is perfectly fine with me.

  
 El Campo de San Francisco, Oviedo (Image: Travel Blog and Guide)

The African American Angle

Moving to Spain as an African American brings its own set of questions—about belonging, language, and how I’ll be seen. I’m not heading to a metropolis like Madrid or Barcelona. I chose Oviedo because it’s quieter, greener, and more about substance than spectacle. I’m bringing with me curiosity, openness, and a lifetime of experience navigating spaces not always designed for people like me—whether in Ghana, the U.S., or now, Spain.

The Place

Oviedo isn’t flashy, and that’s its charm. It’s not trying to be New York, LA, or even Madrid. It’s a clean, safe city of about 220,000 nestled in a forested corner of Spain near the Bay of Biscay.

  Oviedo: one of the northernmost cities, cooler than many southern cities

Founded in 761 AD, Oviedo is dotted with cathedrals, cider bars, coffee shops, and peacocks strutting through public parks like they run the place—because they kind of do.

                                     Peacock in the Park (Image: Travel Blog and Guide)


Despite modern growth, the medieval heart of Oviedo hasn’t been ripped out by overdevelopment.

          Gothic Cathedral of San Salvador, Oviedo (Image: Go Guides)

The Spanish Curve

I speak Spanish—but mine is Southern California–style, infused with Latin American flavors. Spain-Spanish? Different ingredients. I’m prepping for the vosotros curveballs and the Asturian accent quirks by taking classes now, which I’ll continue in Oviedo.

I expect to fumble idioms, order the wrong things, and get stared at. But those looks in Spain, other Black travelers say, are mostly curious, not hostile—worlds away from the microaggressions we know in the U.S.

The Migraine Question

Let’s be honest: airports are migraine hell. Noise, crowds, flashing lights, fluorescent hellscapes. I’m treating travel day like a military op: hydration, noise-canceling headphones, backup meds, meditation, and deep breaths.

 Airport nightmare: we know the drill (Image: Stock Cake)

Will the migraines follow me to Spain? Maybe. But I’m hoping a slower pace, fresh air, less stress, and maybe a horse or two will ease the burden.

The Mood, Today

Right now, I feel like a man straddling two worlds:
👛 One foot still planted in the life I know.
🚏 The other on an e-bike somewhere in Oviedo, coasting downhill into something freer.


There’s excitement, yes. But also nerves. Will I be lonesome? Will I find community? Will I miss Sprout’s unsweetened peanut butter?

Probably.

But fear doesn’t mean stop. It just means go with awareness.


One Month Out

So here I am. Visa in hand. Exit in sight.

This blog—An African American in Spain—will be a space to track this journey: the culture shocks, the laughs, the lows, the discoveries.

If you’ve ever dreamed of hitting reset—of really doing it—you’ll want to stick around. It’s not always easy. But it’s always worth writing about.