I’m a child here. New aromas, new hues, and soon to be new tastes, entice the senses as they awake at a counter of uncooked, nameless seafood. Just point to what you need whether you know what it is or not - again, I’m a child, but looking around, my Spanish companions are too, hell everyone is - and grab a beer, because this is going to be good.
This is how you take in a new setting.
Photos I have missed; memories I have made
Barcelona is cloudy today; thank you Nature. Makes me miss the roulette of San Francisco weather...
Lounging around on a terrace on top of of the Eixample.
Once I read that Spain is actually in the wrong time zone.
Neverending conversations or segmented reality?
you & me, that's something. we are work in process. not defined; in discovery mood. happy anniversary to us #11
Gaudi's Color Gamut
On cities that were made for friendship