awaking

Life is what you make with the dreams you can still remember when you awake

Three broad-brimmed & colorful hats

It should be part of your everyday life, but it isn't.

Sometimes you decide to laugh. Or merely you laugh without a previous plan. Just things come to make your day happier. One of the members in the group buy three colorful broad-brimmed hats from a chinese store for 0.50€ each one, and bring two rackets with a small red ball. The other one bring the most old fashion sunshade. Everyone comes with the most beautiful smile.

Sun and beach; a bottle of water and sand; colours and flowers; ice creams; my Café Europa, Life after Cimmunism book; nice people close to me. All what you need to enjoy the afternoon and evening while chatting and analysing medicine issues with our medicine student.

Paellas' day

From the 11th to the 20th of July, Pedreguer is really involved in the celebration in honour to Saint Bonaventura. During these ten days, we have fully schedule with breakfasts in the town square, lunches with free beer and free snaks, attractions for children; free drinks, snaks and melon for dinner, bulls, shows, concerts, masses, processions and contests.

Here, you can see our PAELLA, it was two days ago during the paellas' day. The organisation comission provided us with the meat, the vegetables, the wine, the snaks and the beer and then we were in charge to prepare the paella and have lunch in the town square with a lot of people. It was really funny!

After that we went to the kiosk to get a MENTIRETA: it is lemon drink served with crushed ice mixed with BURRET, a coffee licor. People started to get a bit drunk and they were throwing water to each other. It would be funnier if the weather were nicer, that day it was raining a little bit...

I am not a good cooker, but I learned a lot paying attention to the cooking skills of some of my friends. Congratulations for Roser and Raquel! Our paella was delicious!

Few days

Few days and it will be over.

Few days and I will be back.

Few days and we will be dreaming.

Few days and you will be missing.

Few days and she will go far.

Few days and he will be happy.

Few days and they will be waiting for me again.

Walking arround such a warm way I have been able to think, to remember, to decide, to appreciate. Always alone, with my keys and my half-litter bottle of water. Once with my camera.

Has this morning been the last walk? We will see...

Balance

Playing to gain a foothold before the other one without falling of the bar

Making counterweight with my arms

Flying so as to maintain balance

Struggling against the wind

Laughing



*I will withstand the pressure, it was just a test*

Nakedness

Her naked legs were brushing his back. He was writing an article while, unconsciously, his mind compared her long legs with the legs of a young horse. He closed his eyes and imagined her perfect silhouette running against the wind.

She caressed his shoulders sftly and, spelling her name slowly, she presented herself using the most detailed way. Her arms were crossed so as to provide him a really warm hug.

She presented also her skin.

South of the Border, West of the Sun - Haruki Murakami

Today, black. Because it is the colour of its cover.

I can't still believe the condensed amount of force that words could have. Or the energy that Murakami gives to each one.

I should be sincere, I can fancy myself as a good reader, but I am not capable to read more than 20 or 30 pages per day. I am the most restless person within the world and I use to get tired rapidly. However, to follow this book has marked the exception; this afternoon I read the penultimate chapter and I wanted to leave the last for tomorrow, but I couldn’t. What a way to analyze and to go in depth in such a real facts.

I didn’t trust that Japanese literature could reach to catch me as it did; and less having the english translation. 12 days have been enough to devour the volume.

Book bought and started in Praha, a holiday Tuesday, together with The Metamorphosis (Franz Kafka), Café Europa: Life After Communism (Slavenka Drakulic) and Enough (Juhn Naish). Book finished in Leeuwarden, a lazy Sunday.