It took me a little while to come up with a photo for this weeks theme, but I finally narrowed it down, every pun intended, to this one I took in a very narrow street in Barcelona, Spain. Narrow street, narrow place to hang your laundry, and small narrow balconies.
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Oregon Snow, originally uploaded by Tokenhippygirl.I’ve been messing around with manipulating some of my photographs. This was done in black and white and then the “color” was boosted up a bit. I like the effect.
This is a shot I used earlier in this blog… only a couple of entries before this actually. You can check them both out, the original and this one, to see which you like best.
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The hills surrounding Lake Mead aren’t covered with trees and green and seem a bit barren, but they are still beautiful, especially in the light at sunset.
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The sun was starting to go down at Lake Mead on January 1 and the light was getting really nice.
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It’s Christmas time in the city. I guess that’s no big surprise, but fun to say none the less. Anyway… I digress. We decided to go see the lights at the Portland International Raceway last night. It’s something they do every year. Set up lights all along the track and then let people drive through and look at them. For a fee of course, but mostly for charity, which is cool.There we were… Karen, Kev, Weston, and I, all driving along, sipping chai (all but Weston… well, he might of gotten a taste or two off of a lid), and looking at the lights. Karen drove so I could take pictures. Some turned out OK, others… well… not so much. But I’m strange, no surprise there to those who know me, and sometimes I’m a big fan of the photo that didn’t turn out exactly right. In fact, sometimes I like them better than what was intended. So… blurry… hey, that’s OK by me.
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These are the kinds of scenes you can see when you go by train that you can’t see when you go by car.
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The sky was filled with pink this evening. What can I say, it was absolutely beautiful.
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This one I shot yesterday. Nice shadows and light. The river looked so calm yesterday, like it wasn’t moving at all.
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I was driving home tonight just holding the camera up and shooting without looking through the eye piece. This actually didn’t turn out that bad for the ol’ point and shoot method. I like it.
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A typical street in the Barri Gotic… narrow, semi-dark, and walls that go up and up.
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Prayer candles were everywhere inside The Santa Maria Del Mar.
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This place was amazing. Built in the 1300′s, it is definitely a holy place, even for a person who isn’t religious in any way. There’s a spirit, a feeling of history and things greater than oneself.
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In the Barri Gotic there are lots of narrow streets and little hidden courtyards.
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Took this the first night, while we were walking around. This is actually a newer or newish building, lovely at night.
CASA MILÀ, “LA PEDRERA” (1906-1912)
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We arrived in Barcelona last Thursday, Sept 13, in the afternoon, found the apartment Martin rented for our stay, stashed our stuff, and then set out on foot to check out a couple of Gaudi Buildings (very famous architect from Spain who’s buildings, park, and other structures have added greatly to Barcelonas fame for it’s architecture.) and find ourselves some dinner. We did both. This building, the first of the Gaudi buildings we actually visited, is strange, beautiful, and sort of awe inspiring. Gaudi’s work is like nothing we’d ever seen before. Really amazing. The second of our reasons for venturing out, dinner, was found at a little cafe where we enjoyed our first attempt at ordering in Spanish. Interesting, and sort of fun, considering none of us could or can speak Spanish. We also had no idea (well, Martin had at least a bit of an idea about some of it, which helped) what we were ordering. We did well, getting several tapas plates which included meats, cheeses, bread (pan) with tomato sauce, and potatoes with some dipping sauces. The only strange thing we got, without really knowing what we were ordering, as I said, was a bag of potato chips. It was funny, and unexpected. Something that the waiter also wasn’t sure we wanted, as evidenced by the fact that when he brought them he tried to ask us if we were sure we wanted them. He didn’t know English, but we could tell he was a bit confused by our inclusion of them in our selection of food. We were also able to order water for Karen, Coke for Mary, and two Estrella Damm beers, for Martin and I.
All in all we had a very nice journey to Spain that Thursday including a not so bad two hour flight on Ryanair from Blackpool to Girona, a not so bad hour long bus ride from Girona to Barcelona, a fairly short cab ride from the bus station to the apartment, and a really nice walk to find Gaudi and dinner. Day one – excellent.
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This building, like many, is abandoned. They are trying to restore it, as they are others in the area, in an attempt to revitalize the town.
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The boats in this picture actually get used. So do some of the rides, like this ferris wheel. But the jug of tea building, as well as some of the other areas of the park, are long closed and falling into disrepair.
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The Wednesday before we ventured off to Barcelona we took a little trip out to Morecambe, the town close to Lancaster that’s on Morecambe Bay. The thing with Morecambe is that is used to be a very hip happening and busy seaside town. People went there to vacation and hang out. But when travel between countries became a bit easier in Europe, the people who used to go to Morecambe on holiday now go to places with warmer climates, like Spain. Consequently, Morecambe has become a bit of a ghost town. There are still people living there, and there’s an effort right now to revitalise it, but so far they haven’t been able to pull in the crowds.
Another thing about Morecambe, and really more about Morecambe Bay, is that there’s quicksand. There are times when the tide goes out and you can walk across the bay, but only with a guide. The authorities don’t allow people to walk across alone because of the quicksand. Kind of cool, yet creepy. I saw a documentary short about the phenomena once that was pretty fascinating. It would be cool to do, walk across. Maybe next time.













































