Spain - Day 10 - Volver (11/06/18)

Volver Pt. 1

Si no es hoy sera mañana

Atras los dias malos

Adelante con sonrisas

Encontre momentos hermosos

Pero los tengo que dejar

Revelaciones con personas que nunca me olvidare

Me comunicastes tu dolor

Me hablaste de tus pensamientos

Pienso volver

Chantal me dice que todos regresan a Barcelona

Me dice que no deje de seguir mis sueños

Volvere

“Darling can you see the clouds?”

Casa Batllo I found this Gaudi home to be boring. The blue ceramic tile was cool and the little spinning ball at the top of the house was great. The roof had a great view.

I met Klizia an Italian student living in Sevilla. I meant to take her to Montjuic, but she wanted to go to La Boqueria.

I dropped my Gaudi cup while walking with her. 

We walked down La Rambla.

It was fun going up and down those aisles filled with food.

Volver Pt. 2

Se me acaba el mundo

Deje mi alma en un mundo extraño

Vuelo sobre aire

Leyendo sobre una leyenda olvidada

Encontré que nadie mas me quiere oír

Sin mis palabras soy nada

Pero sus sonrisas aun an alumbrado mi sombra 

Se me acaban las lagrimas durante la noche

Logrando metas que nunca acaban

Estoy solo pero a vuelto a morir

Volvere

The prettiest girl in all of Barcelona - Nomad Coffee

Don’t look down talk to me.

Volver Pt. 3
Naci para este momento

Una pesadilla regresar a mi vida

Sin duda eh visto el otro lado

Ahora que llegue dejo mis ojos cerrados

Mis labios cosidos

El techo lo veo con una alma clara

Si regreso un dia

Mi coffre cerrado

Abajo la alma

Que me dejen mis ojos y manos

Para que le escriba al mundo sobre mi ultimo viaje

Volvere en este mundo o el otro

Bittersweet

Is what he said

Its bitter in my mouth

Above clouds and mountains

Where most kings and queens have never been

Its bitter in my mouth

Sweet are the memories I’ve made

Where I go things will never be the same

Sweet are the walks that I take

Swaying towards hope

Sweet promises coiled by my side

I made a broken hearted heave at your eyes

Tried once tried twice

Its bittersweet

Sweet as this life

Bitter as the day that I die

Its bittersweet that I have to leave your side

Spain - Day 2 - My Own Private Barcelona (10/29/18)

After a sleepless night in a hostel with 7 strangers. I woke up nervous and anxious to meet everyone.

I introduced myself and split on my lonely way. That is Paul below he is a cool dude and I made a good friend on this trip.

Hot chocolate is not hot chocolate! Cafe’s are not just coffee shops.

Ate some fruits while walking the side streets of Gracia.

Another coffee shop! They got bread everywhere. She was cool with me taking a picture.

Home Sick

Here are some pictures of life and love

Should have left the expectations at home

Can I just make them go away?

On Vacation long days grow smaller

Wake up! Wake up!

Different Place

Different Prices

All the rage left behind

If I can do L.A. I can do it all

I talk to myself

Trying to forget that I’m homesick

I took some photographs of mannequins!