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Theme day: bicycle
Sexy beaches of Barcelona… How could I not take this photo… Click on the photo to see her…tattoo.
More bikes here!
Sorry about this…
Sorry about the bad quality of this photo, it was taken on the fly with a very basic mobile phone a few years ago, on the Plaza d’ Espana.
But then, the bad quality might be a good thing, at least for some …
This photo is not possible anymore. Until 2 years ago, public nudity was legal in Barcelona.
Another bike, getting ready for the CDP theme day!
A man with many names…
Cristóbal Colón, standing proudly on his column at the bottom of the Ramblas. You might know him as Christopher Colombus, Columbus’ name in English is actually an anglicized version of the Columbus birth name. According to most accounts, Columbus was born in Genoa, Italy, as Cristoforo Colombo, which is obviously much more similar to the English version than is the Spanish one.
In most of the major European languages, Columbus’ name is similar to the Italian one: It’s Christophe Colomb in French, Kristoffer Kolumbus in Swedish, Christoph Kolumbus in German and Christoffel Columbus in Dutch.
Strangely enough, he is pointing not towards America, but towards Italy. Ashamed of what became of his ‘discovery’ of Hispaniola, Puerto Rico and Cuba, the massacre of the local tribes, refusing to convert, the european diseases, slavery… Maybe. Maybe not.
BTW, does anyone in America remember the italian cartographer Amerigo Vespucci? Aren’t you proud to live on an ‘italian’ continent?
And what about Leif Erikson?????
CDP theme day: upside down
Upside down… When I read about this coming theme, a few weeks ago, I drew a blank. But fortunately, we had in BCN the festa al cel, the festival in the sky.
Click here to see what other participants did.
Un café con hielo, por favor
Coffee in Spain is excellent. During our long summer, this is definitely my favorite drink, Café con Hielo. Take some ice cubes in a glass, have the bartender bring a Café solo (aka expresso, in other countries). Sugar, no sugar? You choose. Drop the Café solo onto your ice cubes. Et voila!
The best place for this, is obviously a shady terrace!
A word of warning
Barcelona is a wonderful city. Like any other place, it has it’s darker side. Take the Ramblas. A fantastic place for having a stroll, watching people go by, buy some flowers… And then, you are suddenly thirsty, or hungry. Bad thing… Be aware that BCN is like any tourist place… If you want an expresso on St Mark’s square in Venice, you pay the price! Same thing here. Also, be aware that all those restaurants with tables on the Rambla, serve overpriced and awful food. With very very few exceptions. My advice, leave the Ramblas, take any street into the Raval or the Barri Gotic, much better food, much less money!!! Not to mention the dozens (yep: dozens) of pickpockets, totally fearless due at the laxity of spanish laws. Maximum 3 days in jail if they are caught, and only if they stole more than 400 euros.
Just use common sense.
A weekend reflection
Wish I was on the beach right now! Where are your favorites beaches?
To see more weekend reflections, click right here!
Palau de la Musica
A beautiful and flamboyant modernist building, dating back to 1905. It was built for choir music, very trendy a century ago. If you mind the longish queue, it is one of the must to visit! Here is the Wiki article about it.
No cheating!!!
Cheating in a queue, like here, at the Palau de la Musica? You don’t want to do it in Spain! You might incur the fury of some elderly righteous viragos, looking for a fight. You’ve been warned. Although they’re doing the same with tourists, saying “it’s our country, after all’! Scenes of real life… How is the queuing culture where you live?
Check out some more weekend reflections here.
Skywatch Friday
It is worth taking a Swallow, Golondrina, along the seafront, specially in the evening, the golden hour!
This is for Skywatch Friday, a fantastic meme! Just click here.
Obama and me
Well, this is Barcelona, not Washington! Guess the president of some country over there is preparing for the… after.
Anyway, a place out of this world and time (1950es Kenya), with the best english breakfast money can get you in BCN!
And now ladies and gents, for the first time ever in the loooooong history of mankind and of this blog, a photo of myself with the overdude himself, Mr Barak Obama, President of the United States of America!
Aren’t we evah so stylish!!!!! And so shiny!!!
A weekend reflection
More Weekend Reflections here.
Tables with a view
One of the restaurants with a better view in town. The one on Montjuic, next to the Miramar hotel, at the entrance of the cactus garden.
To see more ‘painted’ photos, please check my website!
A weekend reflection
This is the mirrored ceiling above the entrance of the Maremagnum shopping mall in the Port Vell.
More weekend reflections right here.
Oh yeah, that’s me in the photo…
Eye revolution
Let’s go to me olde home for the day, London. Fancy a few revolutions on the London eye?
More sky photos on the excellent Skywatch Friday meme!
Viva la revolución!
May 1st. This month’s theme day is revolution, la revolución! This is what happened in Barcelona, Madrid, London, and so on, a while back, youth fed up with politicians and bankers, of course all of them corrupt. A political party came out of it, Podemos, we can, the second strongest party in Spain. Many good things to say about them, many bad things as well (their ideal seems to be Chavez, in Venezuela………)
Click here to see what my friends from the City Daily Photo family did.
Drama on the high sea
This is the Sorrento, italian registered ferry, entering the Port Vell in BCN. He was doing the route Barcelona-Menorca. I used to see him every day at around 8 PM, from my office at the World Trade Center.
The Sorrento caught fire last night, between Palma de Mallorca and Valencia (other route, other markings), and sank this morning. All 156 passengers and crew were fortunately evacuated on time, nobody was hurt.
Photo from the El Periodico news website.
Gone fishing
And that’s how you do it, chicos, said the old man.
Our World Tuesday is a very cool meme, and it is here!
A weekend reflection in Poble Sec
More weekend reflections right here
Will and George
23 april 303… The day a young soldier from Lod, in present day Israel, an officer in the Roman army in the Guard of the Emperor Diocletian, lost his life for failing to repudiate his Christian faith. He was called George, he was 28. The rest is legend.
In Catalunya, his name is Jordi. Today, according to tradition couples exchange gifts: a book for the men and a rose for the women. The Rambla is filled with book stalls, and rose vendors, doing brisk business.
The picture above (no photo today) was created by 2 very talented people: my friend Leonardo Rodriguez, and his daughter Laetitia. Here they are, actually creating this poster.
Also…399 years ago… 23 april 1616. The day the greatest playwright ever died. Rest in peace, Will Shakespeare.
Time to reveal something about me… I am Rob, but my second name is Georges. Beware, dragons, bankers, politicians!
A weekend reflection…
…of a golden balcony, for this weekend’s reflections
Staying on the subject…
Perfect for circumnavigation… Some kind of revolution: the movement of an object in a circular or elliptical course around another or about an axis or centre, according to the Oxford Advanced Learner’s Dictionary.
The clue is in the link…
A weekend reflection
A weekend reflection… Wishing one of those 60-footer IMOCA class monohulls in the Port Vell was mine… Friends and sponsors, start saving: 70 days left until my birthday!!! I need a bit of south Pacific, it’s good for the soul! And no worries, I can handle this! Oh well, it’s easier for 2 people. Care to join me?
More Weekend Reflections here. You know what to do.
World food, with overgin
Empanadas! Anywhere, anytime! An empanada (Spanish pronunciation: [empaˈnaða]; also called pastel in Brazilian Portuguese) is a stuffed bread or pastry baked or fried in many countries in Latin Europe, Latin America, the Southwestern United States, and parts of Southeast Asia. The name comes from the Galician, Portuguese, and Spanish verb empanar, meaning to wrap or coat in bread.
In Spain, empanadas and empanadillas are two different types of cooking a similar thing. Empanadillas are often made from a rather thin, pliant, but resilient wheat pastry, cut into a round shape, stuffed and folded. The filling varies, but tuna, sardines, or meat are used most commonly in a tomato puree, garlic and onion sauce. Spanish empanadillas are often fried in olive oil but can also be found baked.
In Galicia, the empanada can also be prepared similar to a pie, with a variety of fillings like cod, pork loin, cockles, mussels, or octopus, the empanada galega. Empanadas can be eaten at any time of the day. As I mentioned before.
They are everywhere! More about them here.
No comment about overgin (open up the photo to know what the heck I’m talking about). Someone’s sense of humor at the Boqueria market, I hope…
Jamón, Jamón
April… Let’s start the month with the City Daily Photo theme day, won’t we! Theme: my camera-shy self portrait. Well, here I am on Calle Pelaio, hiding behind the hams reflected in what used to be the Happybooks shop. It is now a so-called a Jamóneria, a ham shop. I am always very sad to see a bookshop closing, btw.
You know what to do… Click here to see what my friends from CDP did with this theme.
Rhapsody…
…on a theme of Paganini. This is what he was playing, on a blue violon. By Rachmaninoff, originally for piano and orchestra. He gave it his own twist, a difficult task, more Jean Luc Ponty than music school style. It was cool, he was cool. The beach-addicts in Sitges just threw him a passing glance.
Camera-shy weekend reflection…
It’s weekend, therefore weekend reflections… Can you see me? Only a few days till the CDP monthly theme day, camera-shy self portrait!
Evening on Plaza de Catalunya
I have been around a fair bit… But Barcelona, which I left 1 year ago, is and will always stay for me the best ever place for a leisurely evening stroll. Winter or summer, rain, snow (not very often!), there is always something to see, something to do… A photographer’s paradise!!! I took some 110.000 photos there in about 6 years… And you?
Shy me
On April’s Fool Day… Join us for the monthly theme day. The theme will be: my camera-shy self portait.
Us? We are the City Daily Photo gang, all 720 of us. Have a look, and join us! You could be number 721!!! Get ready to browse your photo archive!
Anyway, here I am. Can you see me?
In Gaudi’s shadow
What is your bedside reading right now? I am in some good old sci fi, Ark, by Stephen Baxter.
More b&w here.
Soon…
…it will be xiringuito season, aka the best time of the year: SUMMERTIME, YEAH!!!
A xiringuito, or guingueta, spanish chiringuito, is a beach bar, serving mostly drinks and snacks. Usually, some of them are fully-fledged restaurant. The bars tend to be really crowded after 2 PM, or in the evening, when the beach parties start. Excellent places to meet people…
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