Episode IV: A New Hope
Making an entry with pictures obviously takes longer, and I don't like spending much time using the internet. Still, I want to put pictures on here from time to time. Here are some.
This is the inside of the cathedral La Sagrada Familia in Barcelona. Standing in such an immense cathedral while it is still under construction is fascinating. Can you imagine standing in Notre Dame while it was being built?
Here is one façade of the cathedral. You can find better pictures of it elsewhere online.
I saw the bulls go running from the balcony of an apartment a friend of mine in Pamplona got me access to.
This one is the Plaza del Castillo, the center of the old part of Pamplona, during the Fiesta de San Fermín. There were more people, trash, and lights than when I studied in Pamplona two winters ago.
This is the invitation-only bar above the Café Iruña during the fiesta. A friend of a friend got L. and I in here.
Three in the morning, a few hours after the Bastille Day fireworks, I had some red wine.
C. and I biked around the wine country outside of Vienna. It was a nine hour tour that led us to a few different villages. The guy in the red shirt was another member of the tour group. This was a good day.
During the Austrian wine tour, we ate lunch in the back room of a family's house in a small village. This family made their own wine, jam, schnapps, owned deer and boar, and had a small trout farm. The sausage in the foreground is filled with cheese and wrapped in bacon--this meal doubled my body weight.
And here is a picture of my friend D. entering a southeastern Ohio pond by way of zipline. This was a few hours ago.
And here is me doing the same.
Pictures never capture as much as I wish they did. They're good reminders though. Ones like these give me hope. I have some more life to live, and I want it to be as good as the moments represented above.
This is the inside of the cathedral La Sagrada Familia in Barcelona. Standing in such an immense cathedral while it is still under construction is fascinating. Can you imagine standing in Notre Dame while it was being built?
Here is one façade of the cathedral. You can find better pictures of it elsewhere online.
I saw the bulls go running from the balcony of an apartment a friend of mine in Pamplona got me access to.
This one is the Plaza del Castillo, the center of the old part of Pamplona, during the Fiesta de San Fermín. There were more people, trash, and lights than when I studied in Pamplona two winters ago.
This is the invitation-only bar above the Café Iruña during the fiesta. A friend of a friend got L. and I in here.
Three in the morning, a few hours after the Bastille Day fireworks, I had some red wine.
C. and I biked around the wine country outside of Vienna. It was a nine hour tour that led us to a few different villages. The guy in the red shirt was another member of the tour group. This was a good day.
During the Austrian wine tour, we ate lunch in the back room of a family's house in a small village. This family made their own wine, jam, schnapps, owned deer and boar, and had a small trout farm. The sausage in the foreground is filled with cheese and wrapped in bacon--this meal doubled my body weight.
And here is a picture of my friend D. entering a southeastern Ohio pond by way of zipline. This was a few hours ago.
And here is me doing the same.
Pictures never capture as much as I wish they did. They're good reminders though. Ones like these give me hope. I have some more life to live, and I want it to be as good as the moments represented above.
posted by rjs at 7:43 PM
2 Comments:
Thanks for the postcard...without a stamp or postmark. seriously, why didn't you put a picture up here with you in all white and a red bandana?
-a.
Nice pictures. You've adopted code-names (I want my code-name to be Capt. Awesome)? I too have taken a picture of food for my blog. Did you get any weird looks at the restaurant?
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