There was a terrorist attack in Barcelona today. The Barcelona I dreamed of for months before arriving and the Barcelona whose history has enraptured me. The miles of Barcelona that have passed under my sore feet and above my sunburned face was attacked. Last night I gleefully strolled down Las Ramblas with the sound of… Continue reading it’s hard to be a tourist in Barcelona today
Barcelona is more beautiful than I could have imagined. Its beauty is written in the city's endless iron wrought balconies and the vines that entwine themselves around them like old familiar lovers. And the Barcelona sun is not just the sun - not just round and blazing white. It slices through the tightly clenched buildings… Continue reading Barcelona: The Great Enchantress
Well, well, well. What a whirlwind these first few days have been. I have visited places whose beauty can never be rivalled. I woke up to the bright Spanish sun and the blissful Sunday rhythm of the crowds below my window. But today was a bad day. The reason is totally unrelated to Barcelona and… Continue reading Bad days happen in Barcelona too.
I am officially writing this on my first balmy morning in Barcelona. And by balmy, I mean stiflingly humid. Well, most places below Edinburgh I would categorise as stifling humid in August, so this isn't much of a surprise. But the news article below showed up in my news feed on Facebook so I am… Continue reading Day one – I am writing about you, Barcelona.
Yes, one. One fear. So, for a little background, I am working on a project here in Scotland which involves the the collaboration of numerous organisations - big ones, small ones, normal-sized ones. And we had our first collaborative planning meeting today. I was given the responsibility of leading a short presentation of the project's… Continue reading I faced one fear today.
So, I am going to Spain for a month. As an international graduate student, how can I afford this? Well, work-wise, I can't and my supervisor hates me. But financially I am able to afford this because instead of moving directly into a new apartment ('flat' to all you Brits out there) when my lease… Continue reading Dreaming of Spain: I hate transitions
music, Harmonize you torment and save me. save me. torment me. in these moments I am yours you boom and breathe rise and dive you are lightening and the sea fire and life air and rock you are war and a single blade of grass chills race and ripple up my arms… Continue reading dear music