Here I am jotting some thoughts about Malaga knowing that such a wonderful city will be treated unfairly with whatever words I get to use to describe her ... (Yes , I refer to cities as She's).
Alcazaba of Malaga,,, one last muslim castle that hung on the most after the conquest of Granada
This is one of the photos I take thinking "Ok, I am gonna do my best but who cares: the view is too good to be captured!!"
This is a Haiku moment .. there have been moments around here in Spain where I truly feel that my ancestors did not die ,, everything looks so familiar that I get the feeling that one of them might really cross the scene and pass by me ,,, they are so real ,,, I feel them all the time ,,,
They believed enough to make such a legacy , they had an ultimate trust in God that led them to all that glory and as soon as there relation with God withered , their legacy withered too ...
Plaza de torros ...
In this picture an idea pressed on my head "I want Mom!!" ... I have been here for 60 days an never said that phrase to myself ...
I dont miss her - I dont miss anyone or anything , its a decision- but I came to the conclusion that there is nothing real in my life but her... she is in me in each and every aspect of me - no matter how hard I try not to- and when my heart goes empty in front the vast sight of the sea no one deserves to pass my thoughts as much as her!!
Blowing my head off!!
Inside the Cathedral of Malaga ... Its my third cathedral in two months so I am getting a little bored especially that they have the same construction and style.
Ask me why do I hate clowns? Because they make me so sad , so sorry , so bitter ... efffft
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This old dude asked me to take a picture of him , he had this peace of cloth with him in a bag , he pulled it and put it on his head and then told me: I love to look like a muslim woman ... she has magic!! This is the second guy who uses the exact same words to describe muslim women!! What is it with spanish taste?
This street "Calle Marques de Larios" Is just amazing ,,, it was so festive and felt like christmas , there were people doing funny stuff on the sides , so interactive and entertaining... This clown teased me all the way , he insisted on playing with me - not knowing that clowns freak me out- so I played with him ,,, I walked the goofy walk and played mirror: I do whatever he does but to the opposite direction ,, I played the ball , i played the goofy look and when I was going to crack I went straight to his nose: pressed it as if it was a bell he cried out loud and went to the children crying telling them that I pressed his nose ...
He reminded of someone ... who?
I am stealing his heart ... I am well known for that you know
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Writing my name forming a K ,,, still need a W and an A
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Its just like a dream ,, like passing in the thoughts and memories of those who has been there before you... I am happy ,, I am going to write again ,, there is a device in my heart thats going back to life ... It IS
Hasta Prontoooooooooooooooo
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