Okay so I had been planning to make this post for awhile when I was still in Barcelona but as time was flying by so quickly I didn't want to waste my last precious moments in front of a computer screen in my dark interior room. Anywho, here are some of my favorite images from my 9-month Spanish existence that you may or may not have seen. They are personal images and not necessarily the best photographic work of art you've ever seen, they are all, however, very dear to my heart.
These are three of the older girls that I taught. The family whose house in which we held the lessons (yes they actually had a HOUSE in Barcelona) had this adorable patio outside. On the last day that I taught them, the father of one of the girls moved the table outside so we could enjoy the beautiful day while we were learning English.
And the little ones I taught...
Europeans have stereotypical views of American culture because of all the American movies. Well, sitting in pretty plazas with blooming flowers and motos is basically my idealistic view of all of Europe, or at least Spain. This lovely was taken in Granada.
Taken in Madrid, I love this image because to me it perfectly characterizes what Almodóvar calls the "movimiento madrileño." Madrid, and much of Spain really, is a life of partying and well, just general physical movement--metro, walking, bars, discotecas, one place, another place, acquaintances made for a night until it's time to move on to the next day. The night that I took this photo I was actually leaving a bar with some of my friends and we temporarily stopped to decide on where we should go next. Thus, this photo is a brief pause in that movement, "el movimiento madrileño," stopping only just long enough to ask the question, "Do you want to sleep with me?"
Prof. Losada and his purrón!
In Valencia, we were on our way back to the bus from Las Fallas back in February. The photo was taken by José around 4am when were all so dead tired. Nonetheless, it makes me smile.
Spending time with Ems in Barcelona was priceless. Wouldn't have traded it for anything.
Always liked this picture I took of my friend Anca. We were on an excursion and wandered into this gift shop that sold these little windchime/curtain things. I took one look at that thing and told her, "Oh my gosh, it's a gigantic Anca earring!" Thus, Anca posed with her earring, rightfully so.
FAVE cathedral in Barcelona. Prototypically gothic and beautiful. Santa María del Mar. Definitely would come to this cathedral to just to sit down in the pews for awhile and enjoy the unique smell of the interior.
Alcove in Montserrat.
Picture of my Mama in the gardens behind the University of Barcelona. So beautiful, both the woman and the historic building.
