Typical

The sky was ridiculous again. From the balcony (where we spent the majority of the night). A blue moon.

Happy New Year!

Trains and stuff.

Light!

The sky was ridiculous

Port Olimpic

So ever since the new year rolled around, i've had an un-satiable craving for persimmons. I'm talking 2-3 persimmons a day. Aren't they pretty?
My house is the second full building from the left (beige-yellow, wooden door, green-grey shutters)

Parc del Laberint d'Horta. The following image does not do this place justice, but when we went there it was pretty crowded which is not conducive to good photos. These gardens, located on the former summer estate of the Desvalls family, were constructed beginning in 1791 by the former owner of the estate. There are two gardens: a Neoclassical garden where the hedge maze resides, and a Romantic garden, a completely different scale than the Neoclassical garden, containing large flower beds and shaded by large trees

The circus is in town

La Playa

Barceloneta

A harbor building

Puerta

A deserted Rambla de Catalunya

Travassera de Gracia

Just down the street from my casa.

Christmas day this year was unique for me. Rather than be at home with family, opening gifts and whatnot, the day passed as any other would with a few exceptions. I think we finally woke up somewhere around noon (which has been sort of the norm for the past few weeks), had a lovely breakfast of toad in the hole (or egg in a basket if you're from that school of thought), and a delicious coffee/hot chocolate/whisky creation. Then, we set off to walk around a "deserted" Barcelona and take photos, only it was not very deserted. It was a pretty cloudy, windy day, which was just perfect. Upon arriving home from our excursion, we made a huge pot of black bean soup and had a quiet night: A very lovely day, indeed.

Really epic bocadillo.

Ingredients: Roasted eggplant, onion, garlic, barra rustica, tomato, edam cheese, fancy mustard, balsalmic vinegar, salt, pepper.

Food= good.

After an evening of traipsing the streets of chilly Madrid, drinking sangria and eating warm chestnuts, we awoke to finding sandwiches and the Madrid airport. A few hours later, we arrived in Marrakech where it was in the mid to high 70's. Then things really start to get interesting. . .

So, kind of a lot has happened since the last post (hence why it has taken so long for me to update). The following photo dump is of a trip that Sam and I took to Marrakech this past week. It was a bit of an adventure that began... well I won't go into the real beginning so for the sake of the blog, the adventure began in Madrid.