Wednesday, October 26, 2005

Woooooooooo

Things are kinda crazy here. Jenny and Anwar just went to check into their hostel for tonight (since they leave tomorrow morning and we leave tonight). Talia and Carla are just about to come over after their morning class to get ready. I have been cleaning the apartment and researching.

Researching.

I always knew I was a researcher. I think this is more of a "thing" than I had recognized though. This is aided, almost exclusively, by the omniscience of the Internet. That, combined with some rather refined boolean search strategies, make for hours of time splunking my way through italian train schedules and various ways to book flights. Luckily, the prices for trenitalia just changed over to off-season, which means you can train from anywhere in Italy to anywhere else in Italy for very cheap. For example, Florence to Rome can be done for 10 euros!! That, in combination with the extremely cheap airfare that can be had (25-40 euro per flight), make for tastey travel arrangements.

So far we're thinking, for our 10 day trip in December: Florence (2 days) - Rome (3-4 days) - Naples (1 day) - Pompeii/Herculanum (1 day) - Paestum (1 day) - Capri (1 day). And hopefully we can figure out how to find lodging in smaller towns and not Naples. If anyone knows places that have cheap hostels in southern italy, around the Amalfi coast, please let us know. Cool towns seem to be P..um...Rav....er...I forget. But they exist.

Umm...que mas...Oh ya - Morocco. We are packed, and ready to go. Today at around 8pm I think we take a plane to Seville in South-Western spain and stay there tonight. Then early tomorrow we get on a ferry to Morocco. Then we bus to Fes. You know the rest. Camels, bartering, markets, desert, snakes, etc. etc.

I'll take tons of pictures, and post our survival when we return, which won't be until next Wednsday.

Wish us luck, specifically our stomachs, which will, I hear, need all the help they can get.

To Morocco we go. We will return as either wise desert mystics or rather more sandy versions of our current selves. Time will tell.

Adios,
J.

Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Morocco Looms

Prebiotics? check.

Lots of stomach medication? check.

Sleeping bags for the desert? check. (got them for $12!)

Zip lock bags to protect electronics from sand? Still need.

Understanding that we leave tomorrow for Africa? Not even close.

Sunday, October 23, 2005

Girona and Figueres

On saturday we went to two cities: Girona and Figueres. Girona for the city, and Figueres for the Dali Museum.

Girona is considered *one of* the most beautiful cities in Spain, having lots of the small windy streets of medieval (lack of) city planning. It has lots of in tact Roman walls, a huge cathedral, cobblestones, bridges, etc. Ther perimiter of the Old city, around the walls, still shows signs of attacks from the Muslim invasions of the 700s. It is now surprisingly green and extremely beautiful.

Interestingly, when I was going through the pictures I realized that much of Girona should be in black and white. The Dali Museum, unsurprisingly, should not.

Now to pictures.


This is the Cathedral in Girona, a huge structure set atop the highest point in the city. Very different from Barcelona Gothic architecture, as it has lots of flying buttresses. Its a light grey stone and has lots of paths to walk around the edges and gawk at the geometry.



A section of the Roman wall, the top being re-done in brick, but the rest from around 50AD.



This was at the jewish baths in the city (there was a very vibrant jewish population throughout history in Girona). But the baths, when we went in, had lots of people in them. So you get light and shadows.



I'm aloud to be a little artistic every now and then, no?



This is the entrance to the heart of the jewish quarter in the city. Specifically this is the entrance to the section where Kabalah was studied.



A street.




This part is cool. This statue is part of a local legend in Girona. Pull up a chair.
Ahem. I am typing what Talia dictates, by the way.
Once upon a time in Girona, in the great Cathedral, there was an angry which. She would always throw stones and swear at all the clergy. One day during high mass the which was carrying on when a voice from heaven said "if you throw stones, you become a stone!" And so she was turned into a gargoyle that is fixed to a high wall, stairing down into the courtyard below. Her mouth is open, but no swears can come through, only clean rainwater that filters off the Cathedral's roofs.
The head of the statue was removed and placed in this small garden so the legend would be remembered, and probably as a means to clean the mouths of young children. If you look closely you can see the spout through which the rain would pour.



And now, ladies and gentlemen, we travel thirty minutes from Girona to Figueres, where Dali's museum resides, designed by Dali, and built within his lifetime. That says something right there - building your own museum.

This museum was nuts. It's five circular floors, completely randomly decorated except for one floor which is all of Dali's rock work. Dali, from what we were told, wanted there to be no discernable order to the museum. I have to say it was also the most fun museum I've ever been in, with lots of hands-on stuff, and interactive work. Additionally, while it was not nearly as moving for me as, say, the Miro museum (which I could have stayed in for years), visiting this museum really upped my opinion of Dali. I never really liked him before, due, probably more than a little, to the creepy crawly feeling I get when I look at his art. But this museum presented a different side of Dali. There was not a plethora of the long-legged scary elephants or the tiger-out-of-the-mouth-of-a-fish type stuff. It was wierd, certainly, but it showed alot of his more classically artistic works, as well as various mediums of presentation (stereoscopic, installation, etc).


This is the outside of the museum. Complete with oscar-like statues and...eggs. Lots of eggs. Dali, apparently (said our guide), was obsessed with a number of things. Food, sex, and his sister were three off the list.



Egg statue. Yup.



This was through a peep hole into a room. Just kind of a green jungle crazy thing.



A HUGE ceiling - probably 150 feet high at least.



Pretty famous Dali painting. Picture doesn't do it justice, of course.



This is really cool. This was an installation. What you're looking at is a whole room, maybe 15 feet deep. Those lips are a couch, the nose is 2 fireplaces, the eyes paintings. The circle is a huge magnifying glass that takes away the depth and makes it all 2d so you can see the big picture.




This is Dali's bed. Ya, there's a golden statue of a monkey next to it. Whatcha gonna do about it?


There's Girona and Dali Museum.

But more exciting news - Anwar and Jenny have arrived! They'e both a bit cracked out right now due to jet lag and no sleep, but we made them french toast and are taking care of them.

Adios.

Thursday, October 20, 2005

Preparations and Other Things

Been a pretty slow week - just classes and lots of studying for a test that I have at 7pm tonight. I should be studying my food vocabulary, but instead I'm writing this little update. My dedication is without bounds.

Two very exciting things are planned for the future, however. In order of appearance:

1) On sunday Jenny and Anwar come to stay for a visit! For those who do not know these wonderful people, they are friends of mine and Talia's from Oberlin. We have yummy meals, excursions to places, and the general doing of things planned out. It should be quite a blast. Their trip also directly overlaps with...

2) Marruecos! Morocco! Yes, Jenny and Anwar stay until Thursday, but Talia, myself, and Carla are leaving on Wednsday night for Sevilla, where we meet the rest of our group, then take a ferry across the straight of Gibralter and land in Morocco. We spend time in Fez, the desert, and I think a place called Mackneis? not sure I heard my diector saying that right. It might be their word for Marakesh, I just don't know. Camel rides, barter markets, sleeping in the desert, muslim architecture and culture...very exciting.

We were told, however, at a meeting, about the inevitability of diarrhea. This does not faze me much, as any of you familiar with my own stomach problems can imagine, but im certainly not looking forward to it. In preparation they recommend we start eating live bacteria cultures from things like yogurt or supplements of this stuff called Bifidus (I think its like acidopholus, could be wrong though).

Hmm, anything else...? Talia and I are beginning to plan our month long travel, so if anyone has any suggestions or advice please send them in post haste.

Ok - I can't avoid studying any more. Ciao.

-j.

Tuesday, October 18, 2005

Anansi Boys

Just a note on literature:

Being a very bad study abroad student (or, in a more positive light, one who is realistic with his level of understanding), I am currently reading a book in english, and I thought I would just mention how utterly fabulous it is.

The book in question is Anansi Boys by Neil Gaiman. Neil Gaiman is, as a few of you on whom I have pushed the Sandman comic series (as well as other stories and books) will know, is my favorite author/comic writer/etc. He writes dark fantasy, modern fantasy, stories about cats, shakespeare, and gods. He also has a movie that just came out, done by him and Dave McKean, who a few of you will know (a comic illustrator and all-around good artist). The movie is Mirrormask, and you should all see it if you liked Dark Crystal and the Labrynth and other such movies.

But the book is great. Fantastical, creepy, scary, very funny.

Cheers,
J.

Sunday, October 16, 2005

Montserrat

Today Talia, Carla, Carla's roomate Meghan, and I travelled to Montserrat, which is an odd looking mountain outside of Barcelona.

The story:
Some number of years ago (a number of hundred at least) there was a shephard shepharding his sheep around Montserrat. Night fell and he found a cave high in the mountains to shelter him and his flock for the night. During the night, while exploring, the Shephard uncovered a statue of a woman holding a child on her lap. The child is holding a globe and making a symbol with his right hand. Uncovering these statues are not terribly uncommon, these virgins or madonnas (the tribes that inhabited the land prior to Roman occupation were known to bury such statues under their houses to promote fertility). But this statue happened to be black. Not only made of a dark wood (which it was), but there was also evidence of paint. A teacher of mine mentioned that there are a few black virgins around the world, and each one, due to its rarity, is often seen as enormously special and thus venerated. Catalonia is no exception, and in order to worship the virgin a monostary was erected on the mountain, and the spot is now a sort of pilgrimage spot for many Catalonians.

The mountain itself is also spectacular, which adds to the mystery and magic of the story. The rocks are strangely cylindrical. Well, look at the pictures and see for yourself.


Here is the monostary where they keep the black virgin, in the center of that lighter arch in the center. There were monks and a boys choir singing. It was beautiful.



Here are the mountains from afar. We took a hiking trail to a lookout point a mile or so away. The town nestled in the bottom is really just a glorified tram stop and a monostary. There's also a museum we didnt get to see.



Some flowers by a shrine to Sant Miguel. And a view.




A new friend of mine. Talia and I hummed and he danced. You can see him putting his hands in the air. It's almost as if he doesn't care.

Getting there was a pain - 4 trains and 2 hours of travel. But it was a great day trip. Now I have to make Carla and Talia some Challah french toast.

Cheers,

T's Big Q

Yes, yes, Montserat was quite lovely.
But my question of the day is:

DO MONKS KEEP COOKIES IN THEIR ROOM? DO NUNS HIDE CHOCOLATE IN THEIR SLEEVES?

If you know the answers to these question please let us know, it is very important. And maybe you'll win a prize if I can think of one.

Thank you.

Love
Talia

Talia and Chocolate


The blog needs a bit more Talia, don't you think?

Well here she is enjoying chocolate, arguably more than I did in the previous picture. first the context:

Carla made some cookies tonight. That is to say, Carla made double brownie chocolate delight chunky scrumptuous thingies. I'll post the recipe:

1/4 cup flour
1/4 teaspoon Baking Powder
1/8 teaspoon salt
2 Eggs
2/3 cup sugar
1 teaspoon vanilla (and a dash extra)
2 tablespoons butter
5 ounces bittersweet chocolate, chopped
2 ounces unsweetened chocolate, chopped
3/4 cup chocolate chips

Preheat oven to 375 degrees. Line 2 baking sheets with parchment paper (we just buttered them and it was fine).

1) In a small bowl whisk flour, baking powder, salt. Set aside.
2) In a bowl - whip eggs, add sugar, vanilla and beat on high for 15 minutes (we just did this by hand for about 8-10 minutes).
3) Place butter in metal bowl above pot of simmering water (not boiling) and scatter bittersweet and unsweetened chocolate on top. Heat until melted. Romve and stir until smooth.
4) Gently fold chocolate mix into egg mixture until partially combined (with streaks!). Add flour mix to batter, carefully fold in. Fold in chocolate chips. If runny, let sit until thickens (five minutes).
5) Drop batter by heaping teaspoonfuls onto prepared sheets. Bake until puffed and cracked on top (8-9 minutes). Bake a litle less for fudgy, a bit more for cakey.

Well - that is the recipe. and the cookies it produces are amazing. It makes about 25, depending on how big your spoonfuls are.

And Talia enjoyed them. Here is proof:








If you look closely you'll notice the cookie slowly disappearing...

Saturday, October 15, 2005

Movies!!!

My dad is wonderful, and because of this fact, I get to share with all of you a few of the movies that I've taken with my camera.

More will be uploaded soon, but for now we have two.

Firstly is a movie taken during the Correfoc from the festival Merce. Remember that? If not, go refresh yourself usin the blog archive and read about it.

here's the link, it should just open a download window for you and its a .avi so it should be able to play with media player or quicktime, or realplayer, etc etc.

Download it by clicking CORREFOC MOVIE

The second movie is of some cute old people doing that really ancient Catalan circle dance I told you about earlier.

Download it by clicking CATALAN DANCING MOVIE

Enjoy! Post and let me know if they work for you, I'm curious.

Adios

Thursday, October 13, 2005

Sagrada Familia

Phew. Been a while, due to a dodgy internet connection (it was out all of yesterday), and the fact that instead of writing about cool things, i've been doing cool things. So, now I will recount.

hmm...so the last post was on saturday, about Sitges. Sunday found us at the Barcelona chocolate museum, which was not a fabulous museum as museums go (it was quite small, and followed what you might expect about the incas and chocolate's journey from south america to europe). However, there were some truly impressive chocolate sculptures, and, of course, a gift shop to make any mouth water.

Tuesday I went to a Barcelona City history museum with a class, for the purpose of seeing, underneath the city, the remains of 2 blocks of Barcino (the city under roman rule about two thousand years ago). It was cool with a teacher that explained things in English (woohoo). We saw the remains of a few buildings where they washed clothes (with urine and ash, yech), and another where they made the Roman equivalent of ketchup (i.e. frequently used condiment). It was called garum, and consisted of taking fish guts, wine, and lots of salt, and putting them out in the sun to ferment, turn rancid, and decompose into a black mush. That is garum, and apparently they used it on everything. Gross, I say. Pass the ketchup please.

Then we get to Wednsday, which is what I really want to talk about.

We had the day off, because it was Columbus day (and like three other holidays as well). So with some free time Talia, myself, Nick, and Kate, went to visit the Sagrada Familia, which is a cathedral, which Gaudi began building in 1882. Gaudi died in 1926, and never saw the completion of the structure. Why, after 40 years, was it not done? Gaudi decided that instead of having the church paid for by the city and public corporate donations (the norm), that he would expand the extent to which the “sagrada familia” (sacred family) would be involved. Gaudi decided that he would accept no corporate or city donations on the project. The entire cathedral is being paid for by the revenue gained from people who pay to see the cathedral as it is now. As a student it’s only 5 euros, but hundreds, if not thousands of people visit every day, so it adds up pretty quickly. The sacred family equals Mary Joseph and Jesus. But also the whole of the city, and of the world. a nice idea, even if it makes for the longest construction project in modern archaeological history.

Now – when Gaudi died he hadn’t finished the plans for the whole cathedral. There are two entrances, two “sides”. One, the one that Gaudi had mostly finished by his death, was the Nativity of Christ. The other side is the Passion of Christ. Another architect took up the job after Gaudi, and let’s just say that he is controversial. The pictures will show the difference in style.

Here is the main facade of Gaudi´s side, showing the birth of Christ. It is super warped since it was so tall.

Look at the detail - almost no surface is left plain, it is carved and molded like clay. The statues are white against the dark tan, though I´m unsure if the rock is that color due to age or due to intent. Its very hard to get across how tall those spires are - or how many or them there are.

The building itself is, from the bottom to the very top, maybe 700 feet high. Not sure – but it’s incredible. We walked up around 426 steps to reach the highest point, up these enormous spiral staircases that even made Talia claustrophobic, and turned all of our legs to a wobbly jelly.



For one reason or another, Gaudi´s statues have not been cleaned recently, and the pigeons are taking their toll:These are an example of Gaudi´s people. Very realistic. Now look at the new architects´people:




They are all like this - angular and strangely proportioned, often having very flat features and appendages instead of the rounded arms and heads of Gaudi (and you and I).

This is the saddest statue Ive ever seen:


I could look at this guy all day long, and I´m sorry for the inadequacy of my photographs to express the emotion. So you understand scale, all of the statues are more or less... 150% human size, so they´re fairly large.

Even the stained glass is modern - with traditional scenes being abandoned for abstract geometry.


Nick looking at the construction in progress under the roof of one of the apses.



So you can see both the level of construction going on and the dichotomy between the finished and the in-progress.




In the new guys´ section there is a door that leads into the church, a door made of words carved into some kind of metal. It is huge and unbelievable. It´s all in Catalan or Spanish or Latin, or all three, and some words stick out, some are painted, some have symbols carved into them. A full picture of the door, from far away to see the whole thing, would not do it justice, so these are just some small detail shots. The actual door is like 15 feet tall.




The amount of detail given to this door, and every other piece of this building incredibly humbling. I can say without a doubt that Sagrada Familia is the most impressive structure I have ever seen. The size, the proportion, the ingenuity, the modernism, the realism, the surrealism, the emotion, and the spirituality (be it religious or not) that emanate from this Cathedral are palpable.


And as you can see, it watches over the entire city.

Chocolate and Melon

I give you two things of a gastronomic variety, pictures courtesy of, I think, Carla (or at least her camera).

Firstly, I enjoy chocolate:


Secondly: I present you with a melon. Not just any melon - a circular piece of melon. how would one attempt to eat a piece of circular melon - no meat being directly accessible. It may occur in a way similar to this:

simpsons thingy

Just wanted to say that Jaimie didn't mishear- it was in fact fifty hours of work. Also, in the picture on the left, there is a fireplace with a real fire burning. It was so cool.

p.s congrats to Becca who got into the University of Melbourne!
beccasadventures.blogspot.com

Monday, October 10, 2005

The Simpsons in Sand and a New Religion

In Sitges there were a few people doing great sand sculptures. This one was particularly impressive - life size replication of the Simpsons' living room. The guy said it took him 50 hours....but i may have misunderstood him.


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It occurs to me that there are a few very distinct sounds that have marked our stay in Barcelona so far, so I thought I'd share some of them.

In the morning, we wake often t othe bells of the church outside our window, which starts to ring, I think, around 9am. I've grown to hate these bells, which can sometimes be calming, but usually disruptive.

After we get up we inevitably here, outside, maybe blocks away, a man yelling once every minute or so. You wouldn't know what he was saying unless you were listening for it. "Buuuuutanooo" he what he repeatedly choruses, a Catalan word meaning, unsurprisingly, Butane. He walks the small streets of the Old City (which includes the Gothic Quarter and the Borne, where we live) with a cart stacked with barrels of butane, petrol, or propane. There are some buildings that are not hooked up to city gas, so if you wish to use it you have to use a seperate barrel. People call down and tell the man how much they need for that day. It's almost charming, and I often half expect to see a milkman around the corner. But then you walk a block to your right and you are in the midst of a bustling 6 lane road and you remember that this is the charm of Barcelona - so many cities in such a little amount of space.

The beach: I may have mentioned this before. There are two sounds that make the beach. One, of course, is the surf. The other is slightly less magical, and vastly more amusing. There are troops of people that patrol the beach with backpacks or coolers filled with beer, coke, fanta, wine, etc. They are almost all either Pakistani or northern Africans (this city has a very serious racial labor division due to illegal immigration, more on that some other time). They all have a chant, which often sounds like someone repeating a memorized line in a language they neither speak nor have heard much. In heavy accents they intone: Cervesa-gua-coke-acokacolalite or agua-cervesa-fanta-sangriaaaa. Today I heard "beeeeer-i have a very cold of beeeeer".
Then there are the "masaje" women. Masaje is spanish for Massage, and there are a number of women (ive seen one man doing it), all of them Asian, offering 5 or 10 euro massages. "Massaje? Massaje? Muy bien Massaje very cheap!" they walk around selling. At times I almost think I'm overhearing a new religious ritual, the prayers of illegal immigrants just as regular and dependable as the waves on the shore.

And now I must work on a project.

Saturday, October 08, 2005

I hope you're all Safe

Today has been a rollercoaster. Siteges was sunny and relaxing, then we all get home, have delicious challah french toast with pita and hummus.

Then the lemurs struck. This time they decided that instead of destroying my computer, they would make my portable harddrive that has every file I've ever collected (songs, movies, etc.) fall about 2 feet. the case of the enclosure cracked and the drive now just makes small chirping noises.

Then I read about the earthquake in Pakistan, and I was humbled more than I can say. 5 of us in our apartment, which feels very heavy with collective sadness. I hope no one has been immediately or laterally affected by the quake.

Reading the headlines link on the BBC is very depressing. storms, quakes, flus, threats, and football.

I hope everyone is safe tonight. And because we can't drown in the depression I'll show you how beautiful Talia can be:

Thursday, October 06, 2005

monkey = mono


this just in...

Weekend and Friends

So I'm typing this on my computer, which, thanks to my father's package that recently arrived, is back up and running.

But do not get too excited. I'm saying this mostly to myself, because it is quite lovely to have my own machine back agin. However - there is ominous music playing. Because my luck with computers recently has been bordering on the surreal.

And there is a zoo not far from my apartment.

If we follow these two facts to their ultimate conclusion, it is not very difficult to imagine that rhinos, or girraffes, or, let's say, lemurs, could break out of said zoo, invade my apartment, and....what? Destroy the computer? No no - that is far too mundane for the level of absurd that surrounds my recent misfortune. They will not trample. They will learn Windows programming language and plant a devious time-delay virus deep inside my computer's operating system. days from now the lemurs will be gone, and my computer will die.

So do not get excited.

The weekend: Should be fun. Talia's friends Nick and Kate are coming. Kate has already arrived, and Nick...well, we're not really sure where Nick is. But we trust that he will arrive at some point.

Saturday we are going to Sitges which is this cute little beach town. And sunday we're going to Tarragona, which was a capitol of one of the Roman provinces that Iberia was divided into around the 1st century.

Y mas? No se.

Um... I'm going to go make dinner. Adios.

Tuesday, October 04, 2005

very exciting news

so there was this thing that ISA told us about.

it was a trip.

to Morocco. Marruecos.

and we didnt think we could go because of classes and stuff. But, long story short, we worked it out and last night bought our plane tickets that will take us from Barcelona to Sevilla from where we will cross the straight of Gibralter and spend 5 days in Morocco.

I´m intensely excited - we´ll be going to a city called Fes, and then to the desert, where we will stay in tents in an Oasis, and do camel rides and..well...desert things. Then we go to another city, back to Fes, and then we leave.

It´s short, unfortunately, but an opportunity we couldn´t pass up.

So theres that.

And here are a few more pictures from Vall de Boi. Pompeu Fabra (the school we go to) just got all new computers, and they are zippy, so posting pictures just got a tad easier.


here´s that church I mentioned, one of two. It´s Romanesque, which means ¨sort of like how the roman´s did it¨and from about 1000 years ago, which places it in the middle of the Muslim ocupation of Spain...so I´m a little confused about that, but it is als in northern spain in the mountains, and the Muslims didn´t really pentrate that far, so perhaps that accounts for it.


This is Talia - you may know her. Specifically, this is Talia as a monkey. This creature has become more and more pervasive as our stay in Spain has continued. I think it has something to do with the water.


The non-monkey Talia with the non-monkey Jaimie.

Monday, October 03, 2005

The computer I´m working on at the ISA office is being a little finicky, so I´m going to do this post in a two or three part session.

Talia and I got back late last night from Vall de Boi, a region of northern spain that stretches from the plains of Lleida all the way up until somewhere near the border between Spain and France in the Pyrenees. The region is gorgeous - huge mountains rise up on either side of the road, which is cut into the side and thus curves back and forth in a way that large tour buses should not be able to survive. Inbetween the mountains are various pueblos and lakes left over from the glaciers that cut the depressions. The area is surprisingly green considering the chilly climate, though since it is september it has not yet begun to snow heavily. It was, however, snowing, when we went hiking, which was more refreshing than I can express.

The town at the top is called Tuell, a super small, incredibly tranquil little hamlet that is known, among other things, for two perfectly preserved romanesque churches from about one thousand years ago.

Talia and I, after visiting Tuell, both decided that we must, at some point, live there. After living in Barcelona for a month, I can not describe how quiet the mountain atmosphere felt. and the AIR! I had begun to expect all of my breaths to, when outside on a street, smell of either gasoline fumes or cigarette smoke. This are was clean, crisp, and cold. I really do love Barcelona, but as with all big cities, the air can be truly rancid sometimes.

After visiting Tuell we stayed in a very nice hotel nearby in a larger town of little importance as far as I know. We then made our way to one of Spain´s national parks in the Pyrenees - Aigues Tortes. We hiked for about two hours, seeing beautiful vistas, local cows, rivers, waterfalls, and huge mountains that towered above us. Spectacular. Here are some pictures from the hike. Unforunatley I don´t have photoshop on this ISA computer, so I haven´t been able to retouch the pictures, but I´m sure you´ll forgive me.

A river.


A mountain and some brilliantly red berries.


These small huts are scattered all throughout the mountains.


One of the glacial lakes.

So that´s Vall de Boi. It does not feel like it was only two days, let alone yesterday. These weekend trips are wierd like that.

I´ll try and post some other pictures in a new post and see if it works. toodles.

Saturday, October 01, 2005

Off to Vall de Boi

Talia and I are heading off on an ISA (our program) excursion this weekend to a town in the northern Pyrenees called Vall de Boi. If you google-image search it you'll find some really beautiful pictures of romanesque mountain towns. I am ecstatic to get to the mountains, which I miss, and especially to get some non-city air. I take for granted that air should smell like exhaust fumes (thank god we live on a pedestrian street). It should be beautiful, and of course I will take plenty of pictures and hopefully be able to upload them on monday-ish.

I hope you all have a wonderful weekend. Bon dia,

J.