Flashes of the past...
Devaneios de um Polaco em Coimbra...Barcelona...Europa...Mundo
We love Barcelona! In my opinion the perfect place for drifters like us. The things were drifting towards us and we were drifting towards the things. Crushing, suprising, laughing. I remember sitting on the roofs watching the stars and the sunrise in almost the same moment. I remember dancing to very bad music and discovering hits from Mexico. I remember swimming in the mediteranian sea and eating potato chips and drinking spanish beer. I remember meeting nice boys and girls ;) ppl who helped and taught us alot. I remember sleeping in absurd places: squad, beach, gracias, sagrada familia or villa olympico, we slept everywhere! I remember being victims of the catalunian longfingers. I remember drinking the last good cafés on plaza de sol. I remember visiting smashing architecture and wondering about the neverending diversity and organisation of Barna. One might say, that this city is too perfect to be true. And I remeber this fucking blue blue blue sky without clouds.