I think my spring cotton scarf offended the Winter God. Today Barcelona is blocked under the worst snow storm of the last I-don't-know-how-many years. Really impressive. My street is on top of a hill, next to a park. My neighbours are riding on plastic bags sleighs down the street... I'm wearing my wool scarf again (and hat and gloves and two pairs of knee-high socks... I hope this will soothe His wrath)
On Sunday afternoon we walked around the city. We chose a new neighbourhood to discover, Sarrià. There were surprises along the way, including nice patterns and terrible monsters. We ended up at the museum of decorative arts Palau Reial de Pedralbes.
I was back in the dirty old town for five days. I met my friends, went to my favorite places, visited the Knitting and Stitching Show, got dripping wet, then a sore throat and a cold, and ate some delicious carrot cake. I loved being there again.
Since I came back to Spain I am fascinated by the amount and the kind of things people throw away. All these things should be inside the rubbish container, but for some reason very often they are just left around the place... Every morning on my way to school I walk across Gracia district and I make new discoveries like this, so I keep my camera ready. I suppose it's the 'out of context' feel that attracts me of all these poor things abandoned in the street.
I spent all Saturday morning at the very popular flea market Els Encants in Barcelona. They sell absolutely everything you can imagine, old and new. I'll come back another day to buy some fabrics and trimmings. This time my only purchase was this packet of lovely oily and overly sweet churros.
I am new to Barcelona so I don't know if it is just this time of the year or here the festivals, celebrations and holidays are really non stop. Since I came one month ago I've been enjoying lots of outdoor events, the latest of them due to Barcelona's main festival, la Mercè. I don't have pictures of all the street parades, concerts and shows I've seen, but these two examples of the human castles in Plaza Sant Jaume last Sunday will give you an idea of it. Breathtaking, isn't it?Some vintage posters of this celebration from the 50's,... [Lire la suite]
Well, it seems that my life is going back to normal after a month of holidays/relocation from Dublin. I arrived to Barcelona two weeks ago and I've been so busy since then: I spent three days going around the whole city to view rooms to rent, then I had to sit the entry exam for a course on Textile Printing I want to attend this year (and I passed, yay!) and of course I had a pile of boxes to unpack. Anyway I managed to spend some time just wandering around and enjoying the last days of summer.Before I came to Barcelona I... [Lire la suite]
Only two days to go! As a farewell to Dublin and Ireland I've put together a list of the nicest places and things I've come across in the last three years. You can check them on THIS MAP too (with pictures!). The list is very limited, unfortunately I haven't been to all the places I wanted to visit and among the ones I visited there are some I can't name or place on a map... It is clear that I need to come back! ;-) But in any case, living here and travelling around was an unforgettable experience... Ok, let's go to the list... [Lire la suite]
Great, great news... I'm moving to Barcelona! This is my last week in Dublin, where I lived for the last three years. I am very busy planning the move and organizing my things (they seem to multiply magically when you start packing!) I don't know very well how to feel about going back to my own country. Before I came to Ireland I lived in Italy, and somehow in the last years I got used to being a foreigner. I wonder if my ability to adapt that worked so well in foreign countries will be equally efficient now that I'm going back... [Lire la suite]
Yesterday was the offical opening of Ikea Dublin after a long and hard expectation. Personally, being welcomed by people in Swedish folk costumes and ABBA music playing out loud was quite a surreal experience for me but it didn't seem to affect the Dublin hordes pushing their overloaded shopping trolleys. Happiness was in the air. Inside the building the number of children magically multiplied by ten, or maybe there weren't that many but just an optical illusion due to the fact that they were running in all directions. Adults were... [Lire la suite]