barcelona1

memories from barcelona...the beach, dancing down the streets during the Correfoc, 08001...Jan...not knowing what was being said most of the time because i was with only germans...walking thru the city, constantlz fighting the urge to eat out, la rambla del raval, the most comfortable pants ever for 12 euro...the view from palau guell with sigur ros on, the quietness of the city lit by the morning sun, the architecture, the sounds.

comebackkorea

in 10 days

in ten days i will fly to barcelona, to travel some of europe for some weeks. i have been wanting to travel pretty much anywhere outside the US for so long, and for some reason let it slip away day after day. only after a somewhat life altering trip half way around the world, was i able to realize there was nothing to wait for, no reason not to go. and now, in my possibly final days as a resident of The District, in which i have spent the last 10 years...waiting...i daydream about my trip under the guise of this thing called 'working'. and i wonder. are outfits really a factor or will i end up wearing the same thing?

i'll be back, as after all this is my home, but i don't know when, nor do i think for too long... meanwhile, only anything is possible.

stay tuned.