Casa Batllo Mosaics

Barcelona :: Where mosaic goes to die

“BARCELONAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!”
– Freddie Mercury

We started out well, even though it was fairly early and I am by no means a morning person. I’d packed my little, red bag and felt pretty good about having packed so light. No, this is not a build up to how much I’d regret that decision, I had everything I needed the entire trip…

…Until I bought a bigger bag. Because I liked that bag. It had prints of newspaper all over it and me being a graphic designer, well… Long story short, I fit my little bag in my new, big bag, and brought it home. 18 euros well spent, I say. (Yes, it was, shut up). Continue reading →

Mollymaloneogmor

Tourist Information, taptaptap and the woman on fire

In Dublin’s fair city,
Where the girls are so pretty,
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone

Today was spent organizing the rest of the week and soaking up the local atmosphere of Dublin. We got off to a bit of a late start, but rather than feeling stressed we enjoyed the great weather and strolled down O’Connell street in search of a good breakfast and (according to my mother) the most important thing one can get on a trip like this: postcards and stamps.

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