A Trip Down Nostalgia Lane

A year back on this day, I was standing in line to board a flight to Dubai. I would then catch another flight to Barcelona and in a day meet my closest pal in the whole world and do whatever the heck we felt like! I wasn't feeling like a child on the first day... Continue Reading →

Memories

I've always liked art but am not a connoisseur or someone who can talk about the depth in a painting, the feeling or half the things those cravat-wearing types do, standing around in an art gallery. I just know if something appeals to it. Sometimes it does piecemeal, and other times holistically but I know... Continue Reading →

Church of Sant Joan

When wandering around the streets of Barcelona, near Sagrada Familia or the Arc de Triompf, you will come upon the church of Sant (St.) Joan (not a woman). After seeing the style of Gaudi's masterpiece, this church seems run of the mill but take a round of the place and discover it's beauty and architecture... Continue Reading →

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