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Beyond the Tourism: Gaudi, Park Güell and Barcelona.

Beyond the Tourism is my new series of articles which will focus on popular places with information useful to a tourist, only with the sense and reality of a local. I aim to also provide history and tips and tricks for making the most out of your visit!

If you don’t know who Gaudi is, about 5 minutes after stepping off the plane in Barcelona you’ll get a good idea.  Heck, if you read the in-flight magazine you’ll know before you even step off! And even if you don’t know the name, you’ll certainly know the figure.

Gaudi, full name Antoni Gaudí i Cornet, is Barcelona’s most famous and notable figure. He designed or inspired the majority of the famous landmarks in Barcelona. Here’s a list for proof;

Born in 1852, Gaudi showed from a young age a great understanding of mathematics and was exceptionally talented in arts and craftmanship. This is helped to create his unique style of interesting shapes and textures, as he could easily calculate how it would all fit together and stay sturdy. Not impressed so far? Look up  La Sagrada Família and click on “images” and you’ll get a better understanding.

Gaudi’s other interests and inspiration were nature and religion. It’s a weird and wonderful fusion that creates extremely unique structures.

And speaking of unique structures, Parc  Güell certainly is one. Commissioned by Count Eusebi  Güell (where the name comes from!) it was designed in mind for a “bohemian” village, where all the art-loving aristocrats (because it wasn’t going to be cheap) could live and mingle inside it’s creative boarders. Sadly, only two houses were finished as the project couldn’t gain enough backing and funding. Güell moved into one of them, and convinced Gaudi to move into the other. Today, Gaudi’s house is now home to the Gaudi musuem, which holds some of the furniture he designed within it. Please note you’ll have to pay extra (I believe 5 euros at the time of writing) to enter this house, as it is not included in the main ticket price.

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So here’s what you need to know about visiting Parc Güell as a tourist or traveller: It can be hard to find. Seriously, whoever writes the signs to get there needs to be fired. They lead you in circles, take in into bizarre routes that confuse a non-local and can require asking for directions which isn’t always easy if you can’t speak the language or end up in a residential area with no one else around like I did.

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The easiest way to get there: is to take the Line 3 to Lessops or Vallcarca. Know that it will be a 10-15 minute walk including about 700 metres uphill. There are sign posts but they can be misleading and/or confusing. If it’s a busy day you can usually just follow others in front. You will go through a busy street first, then at one point turn left and walk up hill. You’ll know you’re heading to the right place when you’re surrounded by tourist shops selling Parc Güell postcards or merchandise and find there suddenly seems to be lots of other people!


Map by http://www.barcelona-tourist-guide.com/ 

You can also take Bus Lines H6, 32, 24 and 92.  Just check with the driver “Es Parc Güell en esta ruta?” (Is Parc Guell on this route?). If he says yes, then say “dos entradas para Parc Güell por favor!” (two tickets for Parc Güell please!). You can also say this last one when buying parc entrances.

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Also, sometime in the past two years they have started to charge entrance for the main area of the park. The area is now roped off and heavily guarded, so they make sure you don’t sneak it. Walking around the park can be harder as you have to queue up and spend to get close enough to take decant pictures. Queues are long and if the sun is hot it’s tedious. To buy tickets at the bottom of the parc, near the main entrance, there are two queues; one for paying with cash and one for paying with card. However you can buy tickets on line, and they can even be purchased up to three months before! Rates change but currently for me, the most expensive ticket is 7 euros. Discounts available for disabled, elderly and children.

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See that dragon? Yep, that’s about how much you’ll be able to see it once you’re there too!

Most days it’s hard to get close to the famous lizard (although the Spanish/Catalans refer to it as El Drac – the dragon).

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Inside this little area are seats, this is a great spot for a break and a bite to eat… providing you’ve bought one with you!

Ice cream and water are sold just outside the parc slightly more expensive then down the street. You can eat and drink in the parc, but you’ll have to keep the rubbish about you until you can find a bin later.

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If you’re impressed with the music, there’s a high chance they’ll be selling their CD too, so you can go home and re-live that Parc Güell experience. 

The parc may seem small once you’re in it, but there’s lots of places to explore and little hidden gems, and quite a few stairs to work on your thighs. There are also lots of musicians and artists placed around the parc. This creates a great atmosphere!

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Not really sure why I took a photo of the toilet queue but, it’s come in handy it seems!

There are some electronic portable type toilets in certain areas of the parc, that cost money. There are also some built in ones near the upper entrance to the roped off main area and food carts. These always have impressive queues. Just know that for anything other then walking around there is probably a long queue for it. If you have children they will probably tire quickly; entertain them by telling them the history of the parc or Gaudi, detailing the lizard/El Drac or bribe them with the promise of ice cream later!

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Credit to those Barcelona Bus Tours I’ve taken about 5 times with visiting friends and family, and the information I read when living in Catalunya for my sources!


Please note: Unless stated otherwise, all photos were taken by me.

I’m back, baby!

Okay! So firstly, I am aware some apologises are owed… I told a lot of people I was going to be writing updates when I was in Korea, but I did not. I did write most of the updates on my iPad, but never got around to actually uploading them. Over the course of the next week or so, I shall work on finally editing them. Prehaps I’ll do one big re-cap then some individual topic/review posts… who knows. Regardless, something about Korea will get uploaded sometime soon.

Secondly,  I have to apologise for only starting to update this blog in my second week here. It’s been something like 13 whole days where I could have posted something but I haven’t (now I’ve said it – it doesn’t actually sound that long. It feels like I’ve been here a long time though). It’s been about 100 passive-aggressive Snapchats from Alice and 10 not-so-subtle hints from Dad. I do have two excuses but you are probably going to ignore them anyway; 1) The internet does not quite reach my little house, which does not help my motivation, 2) I’ve been at a little bit of a loss on what to write. Sounds crazy I know, everyday is a blessing when you work with kids yada yada and they will always say some absolute gold for you to work with, but some days that’s just it – I’m so exhausted after looking after them that I just curl up and read or write the rest of the day. More often than not I’m working on my novel now, and nobody wants to hear about that. (Well, you might – what’s the plot like Hannah? How big will it be? What’s the genre? Do I need to act nicer to you in case you are the next J.K. Rowling or G.R.R.Martin? – but if I were to update you, it’d be more like “Wrote 2,000 words today. Was an important scene. Pretty proud of myself. Will probably re-write tomorrow”).

There’s also the factor that I already did all the embarrassing trials of learning to adjust (I hope), and already know how things more or less work around here. I’m not sure if much is new or exciting, but then I’m not sure if people like reading my blog just to read some sort of diary entry that was vastly different to their day.

With all that said, I should probably actually write something proper now…

 

So I arrived in Spain at about 9.15 in the morning. Natalie came to pick me up as the girls were in a theatre show, and the family had gone to watch them. Sat-nav messed up (as it always seems to in Barcelona – when did they last update it?), so while Natalie had to deal with some stressful driving through the centre of Barcelona, I got to admire all the lovely buildings I love underneath the glorious Spanish sunshine. If it wasn’t for Natalie’s stress and my inability to help her, it would have felt like a beautiful return to Barcelona. It took a lot longer than the motorway, but a chance to drive through Barcelona is something I rarely actually get to do, so I really enjoyed it (sorry Natalie – if it helps, I didn’t like that sat-nav was stressing you out!).

When we finally arrived at the house, I went straight to my little wooden house (which is a good thing really, as it turned out the main house was locked) and checked out all the décor. I’d seen a few photos, and heard lots in emails, but none of them gave the little house justice. To be fair, they had only put the finishing touches in that morning, so the photos I’d seen didn’t really have much to work with. To describe it to you, I think the best way to explain it is it feels like a rustic Tardis – while quite petite from the outside, once you step inside you realise it’s actually quite sizeable. They have decorated the house with vegetable paintings, gingham and floral fabric, and used mostly wooden furniture. Along with getting fresh vegetables every morning and collecting pine cones the other day for winter – I sometimes feel like I’m in an old western movie. Sometimes I even find myself singing Calamity Jane songs while cooking – a habit I’m really hoping will stop before Rosa arrives. At least it’s a change from Let it go (let it goooooo). Anyway, as I was meant to say – The place looks a lot cuter then I ever pictured it to be, and my bedroom is super cute too. I was expecting it to be quite plain and holiday-cabin like, but they added little girly and sweet touches (two storage boxes I have look like suitcases) and as soon as I unpacked my things it seemed instantly homely. I really like it. Reaaaaaaally like it. Especially since the shower and kitchen taps work better than any at boarding school or Uni did. I mean, you turn the hot tap on, and hot water comes out! Amazing! And then you turn the cold tap, and oh my god it’s cold water! I’m sure the people who went to boarding school/University with me are nodding their heads in agreement like “I get you Hannah, I get you” while the rest of you are thinking “well, that is what is meant to happen…”.

Back to actual matters, after I unpacked my things I sat in my room waiting and waiting. I started to get real hungry, and realised that I didn’t actually pack that much. The day before I left, I kept checking my bags like “you can go without this” and “you have too much stuff already, they’re going to be too heavy-“. Turns out I was wrong and am a far lighter traveller then I realised. I suppose that with the amount of travelling I’ve done over the past three years, you’d hope I’d be accustomed to light travelling by now (I can just picture Alyssa shaking her head in disagreement).

Eventually everyone showed up and Maria made lunch and the girls enjoyed looking at all their new presents. Baby Sergi was asleep for a while, so was very confused when he saw me. He pulled the obvious who are you face, but I couldn’t help but laugh at how judging you it seemed. He pulls that face a lot though. He did cry and run off the second time he saw me – I was expecting that – but the third time he brought a little football over to me, and ever since he’s been on good terms with me. Well, sort of. He has now worked out that when he sees me, 90% of the time it means Mummy and Daddy are going, so he’s cautious of me when he’s not sure where mummy or daddy are. When they go however, he only cries while they drive away. Once they’re gone, he’s absolutely fine. I understand though and it’s still much easier then when Jordi was a baby. For what felt like the entire first month, he would cry the whole 2 hours I had to look after him in the afternoon, and point around the house determined to find daddy hiding somewhere.

As I arrived on a Saturday, I had two days non-teaching to settle back into things. I went swimming that Saturday afternoon, before which we went to Mataró Parc to buy some storage food/ important objects like a microwave for my house. Sunday I can’t remember doing anything that significant, which is a worry as it was only two weeks ago. Oh! I looked after Sergi while they all went to church, and he was so well-behaved I couldn’t believe it. I think I played some board games with the children in the afternoon, and watched Frozen with them. I bought them some Frozen stationary and music sheets as I knew they would love it, but of course they had to watch the film before they could really appreciate their gifts. Jordi liked it too, expect for the Love is an Open Door and ice palace bit, in which he wondered off the first time (we watched it again on Monday afternoon as a pre-Sant Joan celebration, in which he watched the whole of it that time). Monday night we had fireworks to welcome in Sant Joan and the whole of Mataró was lit with fireworks from about 6pm to 6am. No joke, I woke up at 6am and could still hear them going. I wasn’t quite sure why – seeing as fireworks seem a little useless in sunlight, but hey-ho whatever floats their boats. I’d gotten up at 6am expecting to teach – totally forgetting about Sant Joan day despite the fireworks outside my window – and found out at 9am that I didn’t need too (I was so annoyed at missing a potential lie-in!). The girls wanted to read some history books though so we talked about the first humans until their grandparents arrived, and then after lunch everyone played board games and talk for a little bit. I felt much better being able to understand most of the conversation. Even if I couldn’t really join in, I still feel much more involved. I did speak a little Spanish now and then though, which felt nice (even when I got a word wrong).

The week then past like normal (well as normal as it can with no internet lunch-time onwards) and on Friday evening I met up with Natalie and got crazily sunburnt. It’s still showing, even now. It will probably still show for another month, if it ever fades. I once got sunburnt so badly on my shoulders, that the skin has never really returned to normal. Hopefully rubbing aloe vera gel (99.9% aloe vera apparently…) every 5 minutes will help out in the long run.

Last weekend I walked up to Mataró Parc and resisted the temptation to buy Dunkin’ Donuts when I saw how disappointing the choice  was (just you wait until tomorrow, Dunkin’ Donuts in Barcelona!). I did however fall in love with Zara Home, which is potentially very damaging to my very little paycheck. I bought some Native American themed glasses and felt like a proud little (ex) American Studies student. I could just imagine them displayed somewhere near a whiskey case, American home bar style, ready to showcase and debate my degree knowledge when people asked about them, because I’m the sad sort of person who puts too much thought into buying glasses. (So she’s going to be more of a G.R.R.Martin then a J.K.Rowling?)

After that the days have been pretty standard. I did walk back to Mataró Parc one afternoon, needing to celebrate my degree results in the worst way possible for someone with an overdraft before pay-day, and discovered that if I open the window and hold out my iPad or phone I can get almost two bars of WiFi (desperate times call for desperate measures) and crazily agreed to bake biscuits one day when I only had the boys to look after. Nightmare. As I’m nearing a “too long didn’t read” blog post anyway (why did you tell us about the glasses Hannah? No-one cares about the glasses!), I’ll summarize it with this – Jordi added the phrase “Big Mess” to his limited vocabulary.

Tomorrow is the weekend again and I am SO EXCITED to get myself into Barcelona and walk the streets I love. (Walk the streets of love, the streets of loveeeeee). I’m trying to save up (Ha ha ha ha ha! – I know, I know) so I think I’ll just have a photography-trip kind of day. I’ll probably end up spending a lot of money on food, so I’m going to have to be careful (not the donuts – anything but the donuts!). Before you suggest I take a packed-lunch, it is 1) boiling during the day here, so it would all be gross by the time I ate it, and 2) a huge inconvenience space wise. But it’s okay. I can do. Just resist that €5 salad and find something cheaper/ better valued for money.

I think I am more or less up-to-date now, and if I am not – you probably don’t want me to go on writing even more anyway. I can always add that next time.  I don’t know when that will be (maybe tomorrow, maybe not), so I’ll probably just post a link on Facebook again to let you know.

Well, in looney tunes style… That’s all for now folks!

x

Hola!

About time really… I know, I’m sorry…

Since my last update, everything has happened really fast. It’s quite nice actually. I did admittedly have a free, chilled afternoon yesterday, but I’ve been researching housing for next year and essay planning!

The first day I arrived was spent admiring any changes, playing with the children and getting to know Natalie (their new Au Pair). I was surprised the girls weren’t shy with me at all, and that even little Jordi remembered me! That was really nice, and totally unexpected! My name has also changed from “Aiya” to “Anna” too.

My second day – which was a Sunday – Natalie and I went to Barcelona. We were chatting so much on the train that we missed our stop… (My fault! … Happy now Natalie? Haha!) but thankfully as we got off the next stop and took our chances with the other train… We were quickly back. Seriously, our timing for trains was -for a total first in my life- amazing. They were always waiting there when we needed it, and we never missed one.

Now, some of you might remember (or know from your own knowledge) that Sundays in Spain almost everything is closed. So we had a somewhat limited choice of what to do. Our day trip to Barcelona basically consisted of walking the quieter streets of Barcelona and chilling at various bars/cafes. It was really nice to just appreciate the sun and get to know Natalie better. At one point we did accidentally stumbled upon Earth Day celebrations, and had a walk around the stalls.

After we got back we chilled outside a bar in Mataro, while I got some late night ice-cream. When I was meant to walk home, and Natalie to another spot, two guys in a car stopped by us, and starting shouting out the window. I went in with Natalie for a while, to wait until they’d gone, but she kindly ended walking me back. I love going out here, but not at night. It’s really, really scary! Tonight we’re going out again, for some festivities but I’m a bit worried how I’ll get back… So much that I’m considering staying home… But I’m sure it’ll get sorted somehow though… It was kind of nice for Natalie to see how much attention I get though… because finally someone understands what I’m trying to explain!

Monday was a chill day, which was really, really appreciated. I spent the morning playing with little Jordi, and once they’d finished their homework, the girls. Then when they went out, I spent some time chilling in my room doing the research I already told you about! It was really nice though… The cleaner and gardener were in in the afternoon, but when they both talked to me… I understood them! I even told them that I was sorry I only spoke a little Spanish, and she helped me help the gardener with something. It was such a relief! Before I use to be really nervous because I couldn’t understand most of what they were saying.

Speaking of speaking a little Spanish… Today I went to Barcelona to see the Sant Jordi celebrations, and when out the house I didn’t speak English until I returned. While I didn’t speak lots, I spoke far more then I ever had before. Even then, at least I understood our conversation and quickly! I didn’t have to spend long translating it into English. Even numbers! Woo! After all the struggles last summer… It was quite nice!

I’ve taken a bunch of photos, but not on my iPad… I’m maybe too safe about my things in Barcelona, but as the city is notorious for pick-pocketing, getting my iPad out in front of so many people didn’t seem like a wise idea… So as ever I’m afraid you shall have to wait. Admittedly I didn’t get to take lots of photos, but enough to show you how Barcelona celebrates Sant Jordi day! There were book stalls and rose stalls everywhere… Some roses were beautiful, fully bloomed with gorgeous rich colours, and some had only bloomed a little bit with a faded tint to them. Most were crazily overpriced, but I managed to find two rainbow-tinted ones for a reasonable price! I bought them for Jo and Natalie! While I was thinking of buying a yellow rose, and that symbolises friendship and is generally a nice colour anyway, I’d never seen rainbow or blue tinted roses in person before! Up close, they are really unique. The petals are each a different colour! Sadly, the roses already show signs of death. Maybe the two can flower press them or something. If not, even the few days they have with the rose!

Got to go out now… Shall probably blog tomorrow morning about tonight’s celebrations!

Until then,
X

Hola!

About time really… I know, I’m sorry…

Since my last update, everything has happened really fast. It’s quite nice actually. I did admittedly have a free, chilled afternoon yesterday, but I’ve been researching housing for next year and essay planning!

The first day I arrived was spent admiring any changes, playing with the children and getting to know Natalie (their new Au Pair). I was surprised the girls weren’t shy with me at all, and that even little Jordi remembered me! That was really nice, and totally unexpected! My name has also changed from “Aiya” to “Anna” too.

My second day – which was a Sunday – Natalie and I went to Barcelona. We were chatting so much on the train that we missed our stop… (My fault! … Happy now Natalie? Haha!) but thankfully as we got off the next stop and took our chances with the other train… We were quickly back. Seriously, our timing for trains was -for a total first in my life- amazing. They were always waiting there when we needed it, and we never missed one.

Now, some of you might remember (or know from your own knowledge) that Sundays in Spain almost everything is closed. So we had a somewhat limited choice of what to do. Our day trip to Barcelona basically consisted of walking the quieter streets of Barcelona and chilling at various bars/cafes. It was really nice to just appreciate the sun and get to know Natalie better. At one point we did accidentally stumbled upon Earth Day celebrations, and had a walk around the stalls.

After we got back we chilled outside a bar in Mataro, while I got some late night ice-cream. When I was meant to walk home, and Natalie to another spot, two guys in a car stopped by us, and starting shouting out the window. I went in with Natalie for a while, to wait until they’d gone, but she kindly ended walking me back. I love going out here, but not at night. It’s really, really scary! Tonight we’re going out again, for some festivities but I’m a bit worried how I’ll get back… So much that I’m considering staying home… But I’m sure it’ll get sorted somehow though… It was kind of nice for Natalie to see how much attention I get though… because finally someone understands what I’m trying to explain!

Monday was a chill day, which was really, really appreciated. I spent the morning playing with little Jordi, and once they’d finished their homework, the girls. Then when they went out, I spent some time chilling in my room doing the research I already told you about! It was really nice though… The cleaner and gardener were in in the afternoon, but when they both talked to me… I understood them! I even told them that I was sorry I only spoke a little Spanish, and she helped me help the gardener with something. It was such a relief! Before I use to be really nervous because I couldn’t understand most of what they were saying.

Speaking of speaking a little Spanish… Today I went to Barcelona to see the Sant Jordi celebrations, and when out the house I didn’t speak English until I returned. While I didn’t speak lots, I spoke far more then I ever had before. Even then, at least I understood our conversation and quickly! I didn’t have to spend long translating it into English. Even numbers! Woo! After all the struggles last summer… It was quite nice!

I’ve taken a bunch of photos, but not on my iPad… I’m maybe too safe about my things in Barcelona, but as the city is notorious for pick-pocketing, getting my iPad out in front of so many people didn’t seem like a wise idea… So as ever I’m afraid you shall have to wait. Admittedly I didn’t get to take lots of photos, but enough to show you how Barcelona celebrates Sant Jordi day! There were book stalls and rose stalls everywhere… Some roses were beautiful, fully bloomed with gorgeous rich colours, and some had only bloomed a little bit with a faded tint to them. Most were crazily overpriced, but I managed to find two rainbow-tinted ones for a reasonable price! I bought them for Jo and Natalie! While I was thinking of buying a yellow rose, and that symbolises friendship and is generally a nice colour anyway, I’d never seen rainbow or blue tinted roses in person before! Up close, they are really unique. The petals are each a different colour! Sadly, the roses already show signs of death. Maybe the two can flower press them or something. If not, even the few days they have with the rose!

Got to go out now… Shall probably blog tomorrow morning about tonight’s celebrations!

Until then,
X

Hola!

About time really… I know, I’m sorry…

Since my last update, everything has happened really fast. It’s quite nice actually. I did admittedly have a free, chilled afternoon yesterday, but I’ve been researching housing for next year and essay planning!

The first day I arrived was spent admiring any changes, playing with the children and getting to know Natalie (their new Au Pair). I was surprised the girls weren’t shy with me at all, and that even little Jordi remembered me! That was really nice, and totally unexpected! My name has also changed from “Aiya” to “Anna” too.

My second day – which was a Sunday – Natalie and I went to Barcelona. We were chatting so much on the train that we missed our stop… (My fault! … Happy now Natalie? Haha!) but thankfully as we got off the next stop and took our chances with the other train… We were quickly back. Seriously, our timing for trains was -for a total first in my life- amazing. They were always waiting there when we needed it, and we never missed one.

Now, some of you might remember (or know from your own knowledge) that Sundays in Spain almost everything is closed. So we had a somewhat limited choice of what to do. Our day trip to Barcelona basically consisted of walking the quieter streets of Barcelona and chilling at various bars/cafes. It was really nice to just appreciate the sun and get to know Natalie better. At one point we did accidentally stumbled upon Earth Day celebrations, and had a walk around the stalls.

After we got back we chilled outside a bar in Mataro, while I got some late night ice-cream. When I was meant to walk home, and Natalie to another spot, two guys in a car stopped by us, and starting shouting out the window. I went in with Natalie for a while, to wait until they’d gone, but she kindly ended walking me back. I love going out here, but not at night. It’s really, really scary! Tonight we’re going out again, for some festivities but I’m a bit worried how I’ll get back… So much that I’m considering staying home… But I’m sure it’ll get sorted somehow though… It was kind of nice for Natalie to see how much attention I get though… because finally someone understands what I’m trying to explain!

Monday was a chill day, which was really, really appreciated. I spent the morning playing with little Jordi, and once they’d finished their homework, the girls. Then when they went out, I spent some time chilling in my room doing the research I already told you about! It was really nice though… The cleaner and gardener were in in the afternoon, but when they both talked to me… I understood them! I even told them that I was sorry I only spoke a little Spanish, and she helped me help the gardener with something. It was such a relief! Before I use to be really nervous because I couldn’t understand most of what they were saying.

Speaking of speaking a little Spanish… Today I went to Barcelona to see the Sant Jordi celebrations, and when out the house I didn’t speak English until I returned. While I didn’t speak lots, I spoke far more then I ever had before. Even then, at least I understood our conversation and quickly! I didn’t have to spend long translating it into English. Even numbers! Woo! After all the struggles last summer… It was quite nice!

I’ve taken a bunch of photos, but not on my iPad… I’m maybe too safe about my things in Barcelona, but as the city is notorious for pick-pocketing, getting my iPad out in front of so many people didn’t seem like a wise idea… So as ever I’m afraid you shall have to wait. Admittedly I didn’t get to take lots of photos, but enough to show you how Barcelona celebrates Sant Jordi day! There were book stalls and rose stalls everywhere… Some roses were beautiful, fully bloomed with gorgeous rich colours, and some had only bloomed a little bit with a faded tint to them. Most were crazily overpriced, but I managed to find two rainbow-tinted ones for a reasonable price! I bought them for Jo and Natalie! While I was thinking of buying a yellow rose, and that symbolises friendship and is generally a nice colour anyway, I’d never seen rainbow or blue tinted roses in person before! Up close, they are really unique. The petals are each a different colour! Sadly, the roses already show signs of death. Maybe the two can flower press them or something. If not, even the few days they have with the rose!

Got to go out now… Shall probably blog tomorrow morning about tonight’s celebrations!

Until then,
X

Hello.. New blog site…

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I feel like I’ve just moved house and there’s so much decorating to do, but instead I’m ignoring it to throw a house party. Yet, my last blog was only temporary, so this is my first long-term blog which is a kind of exciting too. It’s like buying the house instead of renting it I guess. Maybe I should end it there with the house metaphor… Anyway! I’ve got some introductions to do!

Hello I’m Hana!
I love travelling, exploring new cultures, food, photography, food, history, music and food.
This Easter holiday I’m travelling  to Seoul (South Korea) and Barcelona (Spain), but to quote Dad; ‘there’s always a holiday planned’. This is my blog to write about said holidays, and anything cultural or interesting I feel like writing about when I’m not holiday-ing.

I update often when abroad, but in-between is usually pretty slow. It all depends on what I’m doing, and how annoying uploading photos is really.

Until next time!
x