Sunday, October 20, 2013

Oslo (I)

Sometimes, for strange reasons, you end up in unexpected places. Like for instance, Oslo. University classes started a month  ago, and with a part-time job on weekends, I'm basically tied to Barcelona for the next nine months. So before that, I wanted to travel somewhere. My first thought was Paris: I felt in love with the city years ago. Not for the Eiffel Tower or the Champes Elysees, but for the crêperies and bakeries on every corner,  the coffe shop tables and chairs outside always facing the street - you may feel a little bit observed, but you get used to it - and its more anonymous streets and places. 

The problem? I suck at planning, so a friend of mine and I started to look for rooms and plane tickets two weeks before leaving. Obviously, there were very few rooms left in Paris. That is, unless you want to pay five hundred euros the night or sleep with cocreaches. So we started to consider other destinations: Rome, Florence, Venice, London, York, Manchester...and Oslo. The rooms were extremely cheap - even though they turned out really clean and nice - and the plane ticket was a bargain, so in half an hour our trip was decided. 

There are no Eiffel Tower or Champe Elysees in Oslo, but neither of us missed them. The whole city is like a turists attraction...with the plus of having actually very few tourists. And if you ever visit the city, trust me: cycling is the way to go. It's faster than walking, but you actually get to see its beautiful streets and amazing parks. Oh, and cows and sheeps. 

Did I already say cows and sheeps? Yep, and just five km away from the center, as well as beautiful forests...with perfectly clean toilettes in the middle of it. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, this is Norway.

Saturday, February 16, 2013


These are from last summer as well, when I went with my brother to Russia and some friends of ours were kind enough to let us stay over  for almost a month. And I probably will be back there next summer too. Sometimes I wonder when they will get tired of babysitting me.

Oh, and they also had the most amazing cat ever.

Wednesday, February 13, 2013

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
(Robert Frost)

When I swore that I had enough of social networks, blogging and I am, creating yet another blog. I guess I just needed to start something new. Especially since Facebook became synonymous with school projects and Tumblr with random reblogging. 

I still have dozens of photos from last september in Russia, and a film roll I've been intending to develop for more or less a year and a half. As much as I enjoy video editing, screenwriting and other crazy things I actually call homework, I miss photography. That is, when I have time to actually stop and think about the things I have been missing.

PS: I actually stumbled upon this poem by Robert Frost when browsing through Zen Pencils. If you don't know about Gavin Aung Than's work, you should check it out.