Due to previous life complications I had some bureaucratic issues that neede to be resolved; thus, I was running around Barcelona all morning catching different buses and metros. I loved it though, especially taking the bus. I love just looking out the window; it's voyeurism at it's best! I then met Sophie for coffee in the afternoon for an hour or so. We went to one of the cafeterías in my favorite plaza in Gràcia -- Plaça Virreina.
I had to buy some books for class so I went to my favorite bookstore here, La Central. La Central is in the Raval neighborhood (quite the shady place at night), but when you enter it's so cozy and cute. It feels like a cave of books to me, these are the kind of things I see in my dreams. Some people dream about flying. I dream about caves of books, meeting strangers amongst the shelves, getting their cell phone numbers, and then texting them my favorite poems and quotations after we depart. Anyway, the cave (La Central) also has a great café where you can order your cafè amb llet and pretend to be catalán. Not that I do that or anything. I love when I have to buy books for class.
As I have midterms this coming week, I will be hitting the books hard starting tonight. I have to select a short story for my literatura hispanoamericana class and make an outline so I can write an essay on it in class. Of course, I'm selecting Borges because he's my latin literary crush. I just love his psychotic mind. Not sure what story I'll choose, but I now have a small collection of Borges' prose thanks to La Central. I also will be reading the novel Soldados de Salamina by Javier Cercas. I guess I'll start that after I read the 8 chapters of Don Quijote that I have yet to read because life complications have taken precedence.
Aside from purchasing words from Borges and Cercas, I picked up some poetry too. Pablo Neruda, you make me melt to the very core. Even your "Ode to Artichokes" is beautiful. Anywho, I usually only go into La Central when I have to buy books because if I went there for leisure, the store would have no stock and I would have no money.
Okay I really should go and make myself something to eat. I think I have some halibut I need to use in the fridge. Until then, here's a photo from Granada. I really loved it there.
Dadme
todas las alegrías,
aun las más secretas,
porque si así no fuera,
cómo van a saberse?
-Neruda, "El hombre invisible"
1 comment:
ah Neruda truly is melt-worthy
you are lucky you can read him in spanish, instead of just those crappy translations bahah
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