But, we take them anyway. I can't help but at least attempt to capture the coolness of Europe.
Here is my trip to Barcelona desde un montage de fotografia.
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| What do you mean you don't park your vespa by the Cathedral? |
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| Swan Cathedral, the less famous sequel to Swan Lake |
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| Barcelona, fashion capital of Europe. |
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| They start to all look the same. |
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| Some have coloring books. Others stain glass. |
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| Safari Barcelona. |
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| Where Barcelonians bathe. |
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| I casually ran into Dana Cohen here. Also, A&P is not this pretty, and more expensive. |
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| OhMyGaud(i). Park Guell entrance. |
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| Gettin' sLizard. |
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| 1001 tiny glass pieces, 1002, 1003, 1004... lost count. |
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| Alice in Wonderland is real. And I am the Queen of Hearts. |
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| No one ever taught you to color in the lines, Gaudi? |
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| I will not pay you to move. It's funnier to watch you stay still. |
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| Oh Gaudio, oh Gaudio. (His house. Pink. Before it was manly.) |
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| Welcome to Mount Olympus. |
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| That is all ham. 'Nuf said. |
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| "What do you fill the hole with?" - Julie's roommate |
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| Round challah now in my round tummy. |
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| Oh, Modern art, I will never understand you. |
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| Glass ceiling has a whole new meaning. |
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| Guitar Hero, Live. |
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