Tuesday, 22 November 2022
I sit in front of the browser window the tab is marked (Untitled) the blank white page the blinking cursor in the address bar begs me to go somewhere pleads me to enter destination to find something, a solution to how I am feeling to making things right and permanent but there is no such…
Today was rough. In fact, it is less like one day, not even two, but more like three. I slept two hours before going to the beach, and felt rather exhausted when I did wake. Kaitlin and I went anyways, and it was ok, but the weather could have been better. Then the coming back…
Today began, perhaps, the emotional roller coaster ride of leaving Spain. I am, without a doubt, excited to come back home. However, there are certainly aspects I will miss about Barcelona, mostly, if not only, the people I have met. My good friend, Iana, left today to Bulgaria. For some reason I wasn't really sad…
I meant to write this on Tuesday, the 9th. I was going to backdate it, but decided not to. It was, however, written in my notebook on that date, and is being transcribed here on this date. My good friend, Derek, somehow, seemed to know that I was going to write this as he had…
I guess once the initial barrier is broken, it is easier to write random thoughts about Barcelona. I should have done this a long time ago. There is something that really bothers me about the streets here. They are always wet. Always. Sometimes they are completely wet, as if it just rained. Other times they…
Today was interesting. It is a shame that this is actually my first post about Barcelona, but so it goes. I create a blog to document my happenings here, and of course what doesn't happen is exactly that. Since I have given you no previous Barcelona background, you will have to learn about my time…