Barcelona was my favourite city in Spain thanks to its plentitude in interesting architecture – modern as well as old,
and the many cobblestoned lanes filled with bustling pubs,
fashion shops (goth, hippie, punk, vintage),
bookstores, and OH! Heaps of things!
I’ll let the pictures do the talking as i was super snapsnaphappy there!
Gorgeous view of the city.
Below was taken outside the stadium (which i found boring dunno why they took us there :p)
Below are some of the many modern buildings i spotted everywhere around me!
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This morning i woke up with remnants of a superb dream!
First of all, i was having a meeting with Victoria Beckham cos she came to *me* for some advice
Then i was swimming alone in really deep sea and accidentally got cut.
When i surfaced, someone asked me to listen closely to the gash on my arm for voices.
Putting my ear close to my left forearm, i heard squeaky voices going, “MJ! MJ! Hee hee! MJ!”
Was so excited, i ran to the next room to let Michael Jackson hear it,
(cos he was so totally my friend) and he laughed at how funny it was.
Then i woke up.
Damn! Talk about a whacky dream!
I know eating burgers before sleeping give you nightmares (i had a bad experience once and woke up thinking i should listen to Jughead more)
but had smoked salmon just before passing out last night,
so that might be the magic trick to crazy dreams.
Will try it agan tonight
Anyway, woke up in Granada this morning.
Spent a long tour at the magnificent Alhambra palace
Below was taken in the women’s palace at Alhambra,
where the King kept his 4 wives and hundreds of concubines.
Must’ve been hell alotta catfights in that vicinity.
Check out the detailing… it’s all carved out of marble.
One story i remember from today’s tour:
The King knew his Queen kept a lover,
and he had 36 suspects.
Because nobody owned up,
he summoned all 36 of them,
and had them slaughtered in the courtyard where some say their blood is still stained in certain places till today.
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I was as moody as a cow this morning,
cos it was raining.
And i don’t do well with wet *and* cold;
and taken sightseeing (tho most of what i was seeing was the ground to avoid puddles).
The weather brightened up around lunchtime,
and so did my mood.
Had an epiphany during lunch that over the past few years,
i have evolved to become a fussy eater..!
I think many of us take for granted how we get to eat,
whatever we want to eat,
whever we want.
Or, urm, i do :p
So when i’m forced to eat a certain dish without choosing from a menu…
(plus food is a 5 out of 10),
i end up gobbling it down real fast like a kid being forced to eat veggies.
(Option to push it away and eat something else not possible.)
Today i visited the third biggest church in the world – the Seville Cathedral
- It’s highest ceiling/minaret is 38 metres according to tour guide but 43 metres according to Wikipedia :p
- Has Gothic and Arabic influences
- The remains of Christopher Columbus (what bones remain anyhow) are kept there.
It’s actually the 5th place Columbus’ remains have been kept at after being moved around for centuries.
Daddy joked, “When he was alive he was traveling all around the world. Even after he died it didn’t change!”
Would like to go on and on how beautiful the cathedral is,
but figure pictures in a future post would suffice better!
Also, i feel like i’m giving a history lesson (I LOVE HISTORY)
In the evening, we arrived at Granada,
and spent a great night skipping dinner with the tour group,
to walk around with TigerJoe instead
I bought floral tights, a sequinned bandeau top (on 70% sale) and MAC Shadesticks.
Must admit i was most excited bout the Shadesticks :p
Ok la, i really gotta sleep.
By the time i shower every night, it’s 10 something pm,
it’s already almost 1am now,
and the morning call is at 6 freaking am -_-
The sky was brilliant blue today,
and i used to look at pictures like the one below
and think how impossibly picture-perfect it is.
I stood in the lane marveling at how
the cloudless blue sky matched the blue door and wall below it so beatifully (no photoshop at all!),
it must’ve been intentional!
knit top; zara
jeans; gap always skinny
boots; bimba & lola
scarf & inner top; bangkok
chainmail necklace; kang (sg)
Above was taken on the way to Cordoba,
whereas at the destination,
i was completely stunned by one of the most magnificent structures i’ve seen in my life.
I’ve visited many churches before (Belgium, Italy, England)
but nothing as grand and with such exquisite detailing every angle i looked -
as the Mezquita/Cathedral of Cordoba.
Quick facts i remember from the tour guide (i was paying attention!)
- dates back to 600AD
- started being built as a basilica, then *the* mosque of the West, then a church again
- up to 32,000 people can pray in there simultaneously (!!!)
- has 43 chapels (i think, i’m too lazy to google now) within the building itself
- pillars, walls, paintings, sculptures, etc, are made of different materiel and design due to various religious and periodic influences
- was the second largest mosque after Mecca
Wish i didn’t go out so early so i could lie on the ground and stare up at the ceiling or something
Would’ve been mad meditation
8-hour flight to Doha,
transited for an hour,
than another 7-hour flight to Madrid;
via Qatar Airways.
I’ve forgotten how tiring it is to travel so far,
and resolved NOT to take Air Asia when flying to London in May.
Don’t think i can handle the pain,
and would rather pay a bit extra for the comfort cos for such a long flight,
it’s rather worth it!
Madrid reminds me of Rome,
but with wider streets.
Number of hot ppl are roughly the same
Covering my face cos it was so cold!
I would never maintain this hairstyle if i stayed in Europe…
it just doesn’t make sense / keep me warm!
Gonna crash now cos it took me a ridiculous amount of time trying to post up 3 pictures,
and i’m feeling slightly poorly from all that flying and sightseeing today!
I used to play dress up as a child with my cousins. We’d pull on over-sized dresses from the 70s that belonged to my aunt, and parade around the master bedroom in them, making up ‘lands’ and which land belonged to who as we went along.
On our first day in Chiang Mai, IceCalvin spotted this lovely little teahouse next to the guesthouse we were staying in.
Chirpy walls of canary yellow and dusky pink, white wrought iron garden furniture, serving only teas and desserts… it was so very English country garden!
“Let’s dress up for breakfast tomorrow!” IceCalvin suggested.
“Dress up… like how?” I thought about the skeleton mask and helmet he had bought.
“Like all nice for tea.”
“Can! I’ll wear my new hat!”
“I can wear my jacket!”
“Hee hee let’s do it!“
Now when you dress up as a child, it’s perfectly acceptable. People (read: adults) let you play make-believe and get on with your thing, because hey, you’re 8 and imagination is good for the child’s brain, right.
But if you dress up as an adult, people stare and laugh because, hell. You’re supposedly an adult now alongside the expectancy of behaving like one.
Sometimes you mustn’t care what other people think.
Because it will do so much as to squash your soul.
IceCalvin and i didn’t give two hoots and bright and early the next morn, we donned new things, bits and bobs we got in Bangkok.
Whom better to play dress-up with other then a fashion stylist.
Then we trotted merrily next door, grinning back at every one who grinned at us – these two kookies decked in afternoon tea party clothes.
Hat bargained down till RM30 on Khao San Rd., necklace from Kenya’s vintage shop in Bangkok, al cheapo dress with embroidery for RM20, Khao San as well.
IceCalvin’s insanely flamboyant scarf of sorts from a local designer in BKK.
His – Custom-made. Leather. Siam Square. 2,000 Baht.
Hers – Size 37. Chunky beige. 900 Baht. From Spain ended up in Chatuchak.
We had warm raspberry tea…
I had some blueberry tea + yogurt shake…
Along 5 mini-desserts…
… and blueberry cheesecake with baby mounds of fresh cream all around…
… and poached pear in red wine with vanilla ice cream…
All for 500 Baht/RM50.
“Fuck, damn cheap right!”
Vieng Joom On Teahouse
53 Jaroenraj Road
T. Watgate A. Muang
Chiang Mai 50 000