Entries Tagged as 'I have been there'

Bruges, July 2009

Amsterdam, July-August 2009

Canal Parade, Amsterdam, 2009

Quite unbelievably, this was just yesterday.

Biking is bliss

How have I fallen for Vondelpark? But of course, biking. Then we had lunch in a former synagogue, now called Bazar. Which was turned into an Arabic restaurant. I call that fusion, some other people call it a lit match on a barrel of gunpowder. I of course have taken the traditional bathroom shot (photo shot! you go to the bathroom with your cam and you shoot yourself in the mirror. Ignore reproachful looks on the faces of others incoming visitors).

I love this city. It makes me feel carefree.

Under the pink

Badalona, June 2009

To the beach

No direction, full speed ahead

I have not told you how I got lost round the corner in Barcelona, because my low inclination to perceive up the hill and down the hill. At the end of it all I was in Plaça d’Espanya. It’s small world, but it’s big enough to make one be late or miss a lunch appointment all together. Down the hill

Up the hill

Barcelona scorcher

Barcelona, June 2009

Krakow, Poland, June 2009

HTC surrogate photos

I have been pampered with Galician hot wine with orange, butter, cheese and rosemary cream, grilled smoked cheese with cranberry sauce (it’s a must that I should try this on my own again), mushroom soup with noodles, “Noble duck breast in forest mushrooms served with red cabbage and buckwheat”, Hot Apple pie with whipped cream and vanilla icecream and Cracovia-style cheesecake. All topped with dry Galician white wine.

Rhetoric street

The old city

Street art

White cold beautiful

The other night I have dreamed I was assigned to live on my own in a remote small medieval city in the hills. It was deserted and the snow covered abundantly the gardens, yards and cubic stone alleys. It smelled like the houses of my grandparents in Timisoara. I had an armchair and a pair of speakers, they were in white yellowish ivory-like plastic, like those huge antic piano-radio receivers, only smaller. The whole thing was beautiful, cold, silent and very very lonely. Then I woke up rested.

Top of the hill