Drum Bun, Tataie!
Eram în Gara de Nord în poza asta și nu știu cum l-am convins sa facem schimb de căciuli. L-am convins
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Author: Oana
Life Of Two In Spain. Day 9. Seville. Flamenco? Por Supuesto!
The night between the years came and went. We did the old people’s thing and cozied up on the couch. I don’t know, man, but there comes a time
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Life Of Two In Spain. Day 8. Seville. Happy Plenty!
It’s the last day of the second decade of the 21st century. I hadn’t realized this till a few days ago. So here comes the pressure of delivering a meaningful
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Life Of Two In Spain. Day 7. Seville. Catholicism.
Today we started off really relaxed at Metropol Parasol. It’s a huge construction, the biggest in the world, actually, made of wood, that looks a little bit like a big mushroom/waffle.
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Life Of Two In Spain. Day 6. Seville. It’s That View!
Today we traveled for a few hours to Seville. There isn’t much to be said about this city. Not yet, because we were too busy arriving and then
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Life Of Two In Spain. Day 5. Granada. About Food.
Today was about food. Good food. But then again we discovered that there are only two types of food here. Good or bad. No in-between. After breakfast, we walked up to
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Life Of Two In Spain. Day 4. Granada. A Pâté-Fling.
Right. So all the jolly went away. You do remember me jumping up and down the days before. Well, it turns out payback is a bitch. My body decided it’s
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Life Of Two In Spain. Day 3. Granada. The Path To The Right Of Alhambra.
Ok, so do you remember how I said that last post was written in a completely inebriated state? Well, it’s no longer the case. Today we walked for-f*cking-ever, or so
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Life Of Two In Spain. Day 2. Albacin, Granada. Beware, ’Tis About Races.
After the success our blog had on our trip across Indochina, we decided blogging is what we will do when we are away. This year’s holidays we decided to spend away
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România Noastră, După 30 De Ani.
E greu. E greu să stai și să privești atunci când țara care te-a dat cedează încet sub greutatea imensă a ceea ce ar trebui să fie trecutul. E greu
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