Fun App: Cat Spanish

Okay, so I admit I didn’t spend as much time learning Spanish as I should have before I came here. For that, I am deeply embarrassed. There is something to be said for learning by context and immersing oneself in the language, but that can only get you so far. So, I use Duolingo, I have Rosetta Stone, various websites I use for verb conjugation, etc. I also have some good friends that I can send phrases to and get corrections (thanks, Daniel! Although you still speak too quickly….). Some sites are challenging, as there are certainly differences between Latin American Spanish and Spain Spanish. Duolingo is based off of Latin American Spanish, so I do stumble on some words and phrases I’ve learned here that aren’t the same in the app. But damn, I can order you lunch!


One app, however, is educational, cute, and funny. Cat Spanish. It’s produced by Cat Academy, and are the same folks who run Memrise. It presents phrases in groups of four (each group being a ‘challenge’), and uses goofy pictures of cats to help you understand and learn. I think my favourite phrase was ‘Soy extranjero’ (I am a foreigner) accompanied by a picture of a dog instead of a cat.  Each set of challenges is a level of phrases grouped together. For example, Level 1: Survive in Spain has twelve phrases (so, 3 challenges). It includes some basics such as please, I’m hungry, me too, and what’s your name?




Keep in mind, it’s not meant to teach you the language the same way Rosetta Stone, Duolingo, or Memrise does. This is a great quick and dirty intro to the basic phrases you’ll need if you are to travel. I use it in conjunction with Duolingo at the moment because it’s fun and I have definitely learned things that I haven’t covered/gotten to in Duo.

The first few levels are free; if you want to access all 1000 (ONE THOUSAND) cats, it will cost $6.99. I did buy all the cats, and I am having a blast learning the interesting phrases that are presented.


Cheers to learning new languages!

*Note: The views presented are my own; I was not approached by CatAcademy for a review or anything of that nature.

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TBT: Run or Dye

I got an email the other day that pre-registration was open for Run or Dye again in my hometown. I was a little bit bummed, as Run or Dye doesn’t operate here (Color Run does), but even if it did, I’m not sure I’d have anyone to do it with. And even if I did, it wouldn’t be Alana!


*I think there’s some dye powder going up my nose….*

Alana is one of my best friends. When Run or Dye first advertised that they would be in our hometown last year, we jumped at the chance to do it. It sounded like so much fun. For those not in the know, it’s a 5K (you can run, walk, dance, crawl, whatever you want), where you get dye thrown at you at each kilometre marker. Plus, you can buy extra dye packets and throw them at your friends/whomever happens to be nearby.

Run or Dye last year was in mid-late September, which made the weather a bit cool. I was optimistic, though, as nothing pumps up the body (and the sweat) like a 5K with hills. And boy, did we have hills. Several of them.

“Race day” dawned cool and overcast. We got dropped off, did our check in thing, got ourselves ready, and joined the group in the starting area. I was smart enough to pick up our race kits the day before, so that was one less line to wait in! The starting chute was manned by some pretty loud and crazy people; they had music going to dance to, and they kept hollering over the megaphones. We met up with a couple people we knew, so suddenly we had a foursome! We were laughing, dancing, tossing dye in the air, having a great time.

….. then it started to rain.

It was a chilly rain. But you know, we were there to have fun, and a little rain wasn’t going to ruin that!


Then I got the first bit of dye in my eye. Awesome. I wear contacts, so that was fun. No worries, though, dealt with that pretty easily.

Then our group was sent on our merry way into the race area. They released the runners/walkers in small-ish groups every 15 minutes so that the racing area wasn’t clogged up with people. Off we went!

Honestly, it was a ton of fun. It didn’t rain really hard until after the race was done, but the smattering of rain through the race made it interesting. Some of the grassy areas got muddy, so you had mud as well as dye flying around. At the pink dye station, I think they either had the most amount of dye to toss, or the most enthusiastic dye tossers, as the area was COVERED. After we went through and looked back, I saw some people rolling down the hill, through all the pink dye in the grass. Awesome.


*I had the foresight to pack my phone and wallet in a ziploc bag just in case it rained… but that doesn’t make for very good photos.*

By the time I got home, I was covered in pink, purple, orange, green and blue. There was orange powder in my eyelashes, green in my hair, purple down my arms, and pink at my sock line. I must have stood in the shower for half an hour, scrubbing to get it off. I was heading to a party that night, so perhaps showing up covered in dye wasn’t the best idea. I got most of it off. I still had a green streak in my hair and on my neck, and a large pinky-purple area on my left arm.. those stayed for a few days. Oh, and my slate gray FitBit band still (STILL – IT’S MAY AND THE RACE WAS IN SEPTEMBER) has traces of purple on it.


So, this year the race is in August. And on that day, I will be cheering on my pals as they get pretty/messy, and wishing I was there with them.


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Adventure: Sagrada Família

I did hesitate in labelling this an adventure, as it seems a rather odd label for such a grand piece of work, but then I decided it really is. I’ve been inside twice; I noticed things the second time around that I didn’t see the first time. In addition, I have not toured the Gaudí House Museum yet; perhaps the next time!

Sagrada Famiília

The Sagrada Família is one of my absolute favourite places. I am not religious by any stretch of the imagination (if pressed, I claim agnosticism), but I am awed by such beauty. I find churches, cathedrals and religious icons to be so stunning. When I am at the Sagrada Família, my mouth is often dropped open in wonder, and it’s one of those places where you always see something new each time you go. One of the key reasons? It’s still being built! This is also why every image you see of the basilica is digitally altered – the cranes have been removed so that you can see the beauty.

Sagrada Família

Although groundbreaking was in 1882, it wasn’t until 1883 that Antoni Gaudí became involved, and the Sagrada Família became what it is today. Gaudí has quite the intriguing architectural style; when you walk around Barcelona, it’s fairly obvious which buildings were built or influenced by Gaudí. He worked on the Sagrada Família tirelessly until his death in 1926; the architects and builders have been following his vision ever since.

Sagrada Família

As it reached midpoint of construction in 2010, there was finally enough completed to be consecrated. Many people refer to the Sagrada Família as a cathedral; it is not, as a cathedral is the seat of a bishop, and the Sagrada Família does not house that. In November 2010, Pope Benedict XVI visited Barcelona, and consecrated the Sagrada Família as a minor basilica. Currently, the projected completion date is in 2026 or 2028, depending on who you ask; as all of the funding comes from private donations and the entrance tickets, this could change, although I am hoping not.

Sagrada Família

It is definitely one of those places that is well worth the ticket price. There are three main tickets – entrance, guide/audio guide, and lift/tower. If nothing else, spend the extra 4,50€* for the audio guide. You can certainly walk around, simply looking at everything and reading the station signs, but the audio guide gives so much extra information and helps you to really visualize the history and hopeful future of the basilica. You can set up a tour with a tour guide for the same price, but the audio guide allows you to explore at your own pace. The lift/tower ticket will add another 4,50€, but is certainly worth it. You take a small lift up into one of the façade towers, and it allows you to get out and explore the inside of the tower, as well as see the city from high up in the sky. Once you have explored the small tower area, you take a winding staircase back down to the basilica. I have done it once, and will likely never do it again – the small space and the height wreaked a bit of havoc with my brain – but it was well worth it. I don’t regret it in the least. I did, however, manage to convince the lift operator to let me go down in the lift instead of the stairs; I think the green tinge to my skin and mild hyperventilating helped.


One of the things I like best is the mosaic-style stained glass; Gaudí was very specific about the colours and placing, to ensure that there was enough light but not too much… I just find it stunning. I made sure to take the photo above without any light correction so that it can really be seen.

Sagrada Família

*prices subject to change; check for most up to date pricing and ticket availability.

I hope you enjoyed this quick glimpse. Cheers!

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My apologies for not updating much over the last two weeks. Have been a bit under the weather, and had some life things going on, and it all got the best of me. Please forgive me!

I have a lovely list of upcoming posts for you! Here’s a sneak peek:


Have a wonderful Friday, all!


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Recipe: Cauliflower, Broccoli, & Cheese Soup

So, I have this thing. This love affair. With soup. I have no idea why. I do remember a story  my mom tells of when I was a kid (and I know I’ll get some of the details wrong, I’m sorry mom!). Apparently, we went as a family to a diner we used to frequent. I was on a kick where I really only ate chicken noodle soup, hot dogs, and turkey sandwiches – at least at this place (thank goodness I’m out of that habit, although I do still love all three). Well, I guess they were out of soup, and either out of turkey or my brother got the last one. I was inconsolable. I threw a tantrum right in the diner. I’m embarrassed about that now, but it apparently was very important to me then!

So, soup. I love it. I’ve taken recently to making my own, but it’s been mainly potato soups. Creamy potato. Creamy potato mushroom. Creamy potato corn. See the theme? I want to branch out and make more of my own. My friend Lissa posted on Facebook some soup she was eating recently, and it inspired me to make my own. So, I present to you, CAULIFLOWER, BROCCOLI, AND CHEESE SOUP. It works best if you say the name in a loud, booming, movie-trailer style voice. It sounds very exciting that way, and it makes me think the soup will be involved in some fiery car chases.



  • 1 tbsp olive oil
  • 1 large onion, diced
  • 1 celery rib, diced
  • 4 cloves garlic, minced
  • 500 g broccoli florets (frozen & thawed, or fresh)
  • half a head of cauliflower, cut into florets
  • 3-4 medium potatoes, peeled and chopped
  • 4 cups stock/broth (mix of veggie and chicken)
  • 150 ml cream
  • 200 g shredded cheddar cheese
  • salt & pepper to taste
  • seasonings to taste


  1. Heat olive oil in a stock pot. Saute onion, garlic, and celery until tender, about 4 minutes.
  2. Mix in broccoli, potato, cauliflower, and broth, and bring to a boil. Reduce heat and simmer for 15 minutes, or until vegetables are tender. Remove from heat.
  3. Using an immersion blender, blend the soup until it reaches the desired consistency. Return to heat, add cream, seasonings, and cheese, and stir. Heat through, ensuring cheese is melted.
  4. Serve garnished with a pinch of shredded cheese.


Oh my. Ohhh myyyy. This was utterly delish. My immersion blender has become my best friend, and it did it’s job so well. I had some small chunks of veg throughout, so it wasn’t silky smooth, and that was utterly perfect.

First, fresh veggies are a must. If you need to use frozen, find the best quality you can. There are some things that shouldn’t be compromised – quality of fresh produce is one of them.


In addition, use a nice cheddar that you enjoy eating on its own. Don’t just blindly grab the cheapest bag of pre-shredded cheese that the grocery store has. I picked up a 200 g block of English cheddar, a nice sharp cheddar, and shredded it myself while the veggies were simmering. It didn’t take long, and it lent a beautiful flavour to the soup. I would absolutely use a nice sharp Irish cheddar, maybe some Emmental, whatever your little heart desires.

It didn’t last long. This could easily make 6-8 servings (or more, depending on bowl size). We both just downed our first servings, and went back for more, although not a full serving each again.

As for seasonings, again use what your tastes are. I added a dash of rosemary, some basil, some thyme, some black pepper, a toss of greek seasoning. I just kept adding bit by bit until I found a taste I liked. Luckily, the SO will eat pretty much anything I put on a plate or bowl in front of him, so I really only have to rely on my own taste buds.

Cheers! Let your taste buds be your guide. 🙂

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Spring has Sprung!

Spring has sprung, the grass is riz…

When I look out my window and see the weather I can enjoy every day, I do feel a might bit bad for my friends back in Canada – especially lately, when many of them had snowfall in the first few days of April. At the same time, I feel a bit smug, as I haven’t had to deal with snow since mid-January.


On to the reason for the post: the nice weather. Although it’s been sunny and ‘warm’ throughout most of March, the wind was always just a *bit* too much for the sun to stretch its warming rays into your skin. I was still wearing a spring jacket through the end of the month. Then, the rain hit. It doesn’t rain all that often here, but when it does, there are two kinds: Quick showers, usually overnight or when I happen to be inside somewhere (say, getting groceries), or a good, long rainstorm that spans several days. This was the second kind. It started around April 1, and didn’t let up for three days. It didn’t rain the whole time, but it was dark, overcast and chilly. We holed up in our apartment and didn’t do a whole lot. It was unfortunate that this was directly on the heels of Daylight Savings, as the two coupled together made for a lethargic and slightly cranky me.

On the last day of the rain, we decided to just go out anyway. We had some errands to run, they needed to get done. So I dug out my warmer coat with a hood, and we braved the chilly rain to get shit done. Ugh. When we got home, I bundled up in fleecy pyjamas, a Snuggie, and had some hot chocolate.

The following morning, this past Friday, I awoke without optimism. I thought it would definitely still be raining. Nope! It was bright and sunny! And my weather app said it would get to *21* degrees that afternoon! Holy crap! We bounded out of bed, got ready quickly, and went to run the final errand we didn’t get to the day before. No jacket. Not even the light one.

Then what? It was glorious. No way did I want to be inside. My skin was aching to get sun-kissed. So we went for a walk. A long, long walk. I walked almost 10 kms on Friday. Often, we will go to the zoo, walk around, say hello to the giraffes, then walk through the park on the other side out to the Arc de Triomf. This time, we came at it from the other direction. We walked and walked and ended up right by the Arc. We stopped and had a quick bite at a little cafe; my body needed a brief rest, as it hadn’t had much in the way of exercise over the prior few days.

Passeig Sant Joan

The area outside the cafe had these lovely little green areas, which aren’t too common throughout Barcelona. There were gorgeous wooden benches dotted along the sidewalk.

Then, we crossed the street and wandered under the Arc and down the beautiful walkway that split Passeig de Lluis Companys in two:

Passeig de Lluis Companys Passeig de Lluis Companys

Then, we went into Parc de la Ciutadella. Again, we normally just skirt along the dirt path from the Zoo to the walkway above, but have never actually explored the park. Oh my. Why did we wait?

Parc de la Ciutadella

This was the first thing we encountered, this lovely sculpture. The top piece actually moves with the breeze/wind.

Parc de la Ciutadella

This fountain, almost hidden in the park, is absolutely beautiful. There are stairs on either side where you can walk up to the top (we will do that another time). There were ducks chilling in the water! We stood for a few minutes, just watching and drinking it in.

Parc de la Ciutadella

We walked around a bit more and encountered this little lake. Notice the people in boats – you can rent a little boat for 6€ a half hour (2 people). We think we may want to do that at some point as well. It was cool to just watch everyone enjoy themselves.

Parc de la Ciutadella

We walked around a bit more, then found a bench to just relax on. We must have sat there for at least half an hour. Then, some friends came to say hello. I managed to snap a few pictures before they were scared back to the water by some kids trying to pick them up. Mama Duck wasn’t too impressed, and she hissed at the kids a couple of times.

Parc de la CiutadellaThe other view from the bench.

I need to work on my camera skills – lots of these seem slightly tilted!

It was an absolutely beautiful day. We spent close to six hours out in the sun, just walking around. My FitBit was very happy with me, as I met almost all of my goals for the day – especially the distance goal.

I can’t wait to share this with the friends that are coming to visit the summer, and I wish speedy Spring to everyone who hasn’t yet been able to walk around without a jacket.

Cheers to Spring!


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Recipe: Spicy Chicken Stir-Fry

So, since this is about me and my life, I get to write about what I want. And today it is about my dinner.

I have, over the last few years, discovered a love of cooking. It started with very simple stuff, back in university – grilled or baked chicken, mashed potatoes, canned green beans. And half the time, the chicken was flavoured and from M&M Meat Shops. Since then, I developed a love of actually flavouring my own stuff, and trying out new things. I have dozens of spices, sauces, etc around my kitchen. Sometimes, I just like to go for comfort, and some of that revolves around my moms cooking. Her lasagna, and her sweet & sour meatballs with pineapple are both fabulous. Sometimes, I like to go all out, flip open a cookbook, and see where it takes me. I have ten cookbooks on my bookshelf and almost 600 recipes in my Paprika app. It can get a bit overwhelming.

But tonight. Tonight was about simplicity. I wanted to make a stir fry. I usually make it with teriyaki sauce (or something similar) and a boatload of rice. I didn’t have any teriyaki sauce. PANIC! But no, let’s Google this shit. Let’s find something else, something that uses what I already have on hand. I bastardized a recipe I found on WebMD.


(and yes, I need to work on my food photography skills.)

Below is the original recipe; following that is my thoughts and adaptations.


  • 1 tsp sugar
  • 1 tsp paprika
  • 1/2 tsp salt
  • 1/2 tsp fresh ground black pepper
  • 1/4 tsp cayenne pepper
  • 1 lb boneless, skinless chicken, cut into 2″ pieces
  • 1 tbsp oil (olive, canola, etc)
  • 1 16-ounce package frozen bell pepper and onion mix


  1. Combine sugar, paprika, salt, pepper, and cayenne in a medium bowl. Add chicken and toss to coat. Cover, and refrigerate for 15 minutes to 24 hours.
  2. Heat oil in a large non-stick skillet over high heat. Add pepper and onion mix and cook, stirring occasionally, until the vegetables are soft, about 5-7 minutes. Add the chicken and cook, stirring, until chicken is no longer pink in the centre, 3-5 minutes. Serve hot.

My thoughts:

The spice mix: I’m terrible at exact measures, which I think is actually helpful in a dish like this. My single teaspoon measures were pretty accurate, but as I currently don’t have anything smaller, I eyeballed the smaller measures. I ended up with more cayenne and more black pepper than was called for, but I like a bit of bite so it worked out. I used my fingers to mix the chicken with the spices, ensuring all pieces got some. Yes, I washed my hands afterwards. My chicken marinated for almost an hour.

The veggies: Why on earth would you use a frozen bell pepper mix when fresh is so much better? Instead of the bagged mix, I used half a Spanish onion, a whole red pepper, a whole orange pepper, and half a green pepper that had turned itself yellow. While allowing the chicken to marinate in the spice mix, I cut the veggies up and tossed them in a bowl for safekeeping. In addition, I minced three cloves of garlic and sautéed that in olive oil for a couple of minutes before adding the veggies.

So, I sautéed the garlic in the oil, added the veggies, danced around in the simmering smell, and then dumped in the chicken. I was focused on ensuring the chicken cooked through, so I ended up with some nice char-grilled looking pepper pieces. Fun! Once the chicken was done cooking, I wanted to ensure that the dish wasn’t too dry, so I popped a lid on the pan for a minute and let some steam build up. This created a tiny little bit of sauce and tasted excellent.

We chose to eat this exactly as is – no rice, no noodles. It made three servings, but don’t you worry – there are no leftovers. We devoured it. I’m glad I took a photo in the kitchen, as once it hit the table, it didn’t last too long! The paprika added a nice smoky flavour to the dish, and was a great complement to the cayenne. And next time, I will ensure to use my green pepper while it’s still green, so it can add more contrast against the onion and the orange pepper. Without the red pepper, this would have been almost a single-colour dish.

Simplicity. Yes. It works.


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Hidden Gems: Street Art

One of the things I find most fascinating in Barcelona is the street art. Graffiti and tagging are prevalent all over the place, in (almost?) every part of the world, but folks in Barcelona seem to take it to a new level – and shop keepers don’t seem to mind nearly as much. Some of them even commission artists to paint their door covers for them! It’s absolutely incredible to see the talent that seems to lay hidden in these tiny corridors and alleyways.

Another reason I love street art – I love touching. I have a hard time going to museums, because I want to touch everything. I want to feel the texture of the pieces, the sharp, smooth, gritty elements to what I am seeing. I want to feel the heart that has been poured into the pieces. I struggle to not do that. So, when I see street art, I can reach out and touch the wall, the door, the side of an abandoned vehicle. I can feel the paint, feel the emotion, feel the colours.

It’s amazing to round a corner in the Gothic, and suddenly have this world of art open up in front of you. Sometimes, its simply a name or a word in a beautifully done script. Other times its a small scene, perhaps on a storefront, depicting what is sold inside when it’s open. Or, there are full on scenes that have so many elements to them, you need to take photos just so you can pore over them later and discover every last inch.

One such discovery was in Carrer de la Rosa. We came upon a little square that was surrounded by this stunning mural. From left to right, here are some photos of the mural.

Street Art

Street Art

Street Art

Street Art

Street Art

I hope you enjoyed this little Hidden Gem!


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TBT: First days in Barcelona, 2012

I’ve never really done a “throwback Thursday” type of thing before. Every week, I see TBT posts all over my Facebook; older songs, photos from when the OP was a kid, college days, you name it. As I sat here, I tried to figure out what my TBT could be for my very first ever. I could go back and search through folders to try and find some photos from years and years ago, or I could just find something interesting to share. As I looked at my photo library, something just kind of slapped me hard in the face, and I had to go searching for a specific set of photos: the first few days I ever set foot in this city.

Back in early 2012, I took a leave of absence from work. On January 5, we left Canada, and endured many hours of flights and layovers, and finally found ourselves in Barcelona. That first night is non-existent, as we didn’t get to the flat we were renting a room in until after 9 pm, so we just crashed. Hard.

Early the next day we emerged, blinking, into the sunlight and the comparatively hot weather. I believe it was 18 degrees Celsius (that’s PLUS 18!) on January 6, although the weather would most definitely cool off to temperatures closer to the norm for the rest of January and February. I couldn’t take it all in! In hindsight, I’m sure I was the most obvious tourist ever – pointing, stopping dead on the sidewalk to stare at something, taking pictures of almost everything I saw. But it didn’t take long to fall in love. It didn’t take long to realize what it was that was missing from my life up until that point: adventure. Wanderlust was coursing through my veins, and I didn’t even know until that moment. It feels like an eternity ago, but in reality was two years and two and a half months ago. I don’t even know who I would be today if it weren’t for those first few days here.

One thing is certain: I am still midly crazy. Well, odd. Okay, maybe just a little bit of a nutter. Want proof?

I am a motorcycle

We came across this parking lot dedicated to motorcycles (which is most excellent!), and I apparently decided I wanted to be a motorcycle.

I got nothin’.

I don’t even really understand what I was trying to achieve with that pose. But it will forever live on in this blog as evidence to me being, well, strange.

Heres some more photos from the first few days:

Port Vell

Port Vell is one of my absolutely favourite places in the city. It’s always bustling, no matter the weather, but it is also insanely beautiful. The port houses one of the main marinas, a mall (Maremagnum) with a movie theatre, an IMAX theatre, and the Barcelona Aquarium.  There are dozens of cafés, museums, sculptures, events, and things to see/do around the port.

Port Vell

This is off to the side of Maremagnum, on the edge of the Rambla del Mar, a pedestrian bridge that connects the mall to the shore.

Port area

Another area near the port.

I’m intrigued that some of these photos look black and white. I quite like the effect.

So, TBT, there you go. Hopefully this has offered some insight into where I started with this adventure.

Final words of wisdom: If you have something you want to do, something you want to achieve, don’t wait. Make plans for it, even if you can’t do it right away. Find a way to get there. The last thing you want to ever feel is regret. What you want to do may end in failure, but it may also end in the utmost of happiness. So, on this International Day of Happiness, take a chance. You’ll never know what will happen until you do. Have no regrets.


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Growth and Potential

Growth can mean many things, depending on context. To me, growth for this entry has two distinct meanings:

1. I am getting back into my Spanish ‘lessons’ (hola Duolingo!). While this is helping me with the basics and understanding context, I’ve discovered that there are certainly some differences between what it’s presenting, and what are perhaps some regional words or phrases. It’s quite interesting to learn. I can definitely read it far better than hearing – people here just talk too darn fast.

2. Late last week, we planted some seed kits we picked up at IKEA, of all places. We currently have two plants in the living room, but I’ve been itching for some more greenery. We planted six types of flowers and six different herbs. I’m so excited for the herbs to grow so I can use them in cooking, but the flowers will look so pretty!

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For flowers, we planted: snow daisy, cornflower, flossflower, sunspot sunflower, giant sunflower, and day sunflower. For herbs, we planted basil, parsley, lemon balm, coriander, oregano, and thyme.


The flowers are sprouting! All but the flossflower are showing lots of life. It’s neat to see the shells coming off of the sunflower seeds.

We spent some time down at Barceloneta beach this afternoon. The sun was shining so brightly, it felt ludicrous to not be outside enjoying it. We walked down from Estacio de Franca, picking up a couple of snacks on the way, before walking along the boardwalk and settling on a bench to soak it in. The beach area is definitely showing more signs of life as the weather gets better. Plenty of people had the same idea that we had, although we were less prepared for going onto the beach proper.


A look towards the W Hotel, catching a volleyball game in progress.


Looking towards the breakwater.


Other way, towards the rest of the boardwalk and the other beaches. There are nine distinct beaches along the waterfront!

Cheers, and I hope everyone had a wonderful day!

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