Barcelona

Im sitting in the park opposite La Familia Sagrada listening to a guitarist plucking sweet gentle music. It has calmed my nerves. Yesterday, we wandered la Ramblas and the waterfront, being pushed to and fro through the crowded streets. The sound of honking car horns, motorbikes, cars and trucks flying past was jarring and unsettling. …

I Have “Morriña” Already

"morriña".....Gonzalo taught me this word. It is a Galician word that means to have a melancholic longing to be back in Galicia, a homesickness, a feeling of sadness by the distance and those things, and situations that evoke it. Oh indeed, that is what I feel! Words just cannot describe my connection to Galicia. It's …

OMG

That was an interesting day!!! I went to bed early last night. Not a normal thing for me. The last thing I remember was looking at my FB page at about 11.00 (early for me) and noticing that a friend was in the square enjoying the evening street music. I contemplated getting dressed to go …