Yesterday there was a general strike here in Spain. This picture was take in the corona plaza, Granollers. Two women began to yell and give the middle finger to the demonstrators wielding flags and microphones. It was mostly good humoured and many of the people were smiling. A friend and I were sitting in a bakery enjoying a sweet pastry when suddenly, at the sound of whistles, the blinds were pulled down, the shutters drawn and we were enveloped with secrecy. It was rather thrilling.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
The Big Strike
Yesterday there was a general strike here in Spain. This picture was take in the corona plaza, Granollers. Two women began to yell and give the middle finger to the demonstrators wielding flags and microphones. It was mostly good humoured and many of the people were smiling. A friend and I were sitting in a bakery enjoying a sweet pastry when suddenly, at the sound of whistles, the blinds were pulled down, the shutters drawn and we were enveloped with secrecy. It was rather thrilling.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Jet Packs
[Silence.]
Jett: I'd have a jet pack.
Albert: What's a jet pack?
Jett: [Incredulously] Don't you know what a jet pack is?
Albert: No.
Jett: You know, its a back pack you wear that's like a rocket and you can fly.
Photo: Tiffany Jones (Bridge from Granollers to Canovelles, 2010
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Shots on the House?
When I've been dining out with some Catalans they have asked the waiter, at the end of the meal, for a free shot. Its usually that yellow fluro stuff they call a 'digestive', but you can ask for anything. When I understood what was happening, I struggled with embarrassment. However it seems it is part of the culture of restaurants of the past. Some places say no. Some say yes, but grudgingly, and some are truly generous. It has become am interesting part of the meal for me. What will they say?
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Monday, September 13, 2010
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Friday, September 10, 2010
Early Morning Coffee
I'm in cafe Saula, on Girona street. I had a Little Britain moment asking for a tallat. 4 times I tried to get the word out of my mouth before I gave in and said cortado. The coffee is good here, and relatively cheap. They also have a lovely little raisen bun I haven't seen in other coffee shops.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Commited to Studying Catalan.
Well, this time it seems I'm being dedicated. An hour or more of book study a day, and speaking Catalan at home in the evenings, Monday to Thursday. Its true I was set back when I was introduced to difficult verbs (all of them), but it seems I've conquered my blank mind. I also start every study session with two phrases. 1- I understand Catalan. 2 - I speak Catalan. And then a deep breath.
Hello and Goodbye.
I'm not sure if I've mentioned this. But when you pass people on the street you know, but have no intention of stopping for, you say 'goodbye', not hello. I find it difficult to get used to. Kind of like I'm being pushed along. I wouldn't stop anyway, but a quick 'adeu' doesn't give you choice, does it? Thanks to Marina, Adela and Albert for being the models for this photo.
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
First Day of School in Granollers.
Jett went back to school today. I saw a few children crying, but mostly there was hugging and smiles. School began a week earlier than usual. It seems Spain is going to add a weeks holiday somewhere in the year instead of having the usual THREE months holiday. Wow. Three months! Though they do have summer camps here, its true. Where you can do many specialised activities. So far, for Jett at least, so good.
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Friday, September 3, 2010
Thursday, September 2, 2010
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