Aunque al reconocer que no soy un seguidor de Marvel te dé menos ganas de leerme, confieso que disfruto mucho las películas basadas en los cómics. Hoy, en particular, vi X-Men Apocalipsis y no pensé que aprendería lo que te voy a contar. Si no viste la peli, igual puedes leerme y luego querrás verla 🙂 (scroll down for English version) Continue reading “Quiero ser mutante”
[Late post] So, I finally accepted Catalina’s invitation to visit Brasov together. No joke, this one was -literally- a pain in the ass (laughs). Continue reading “Brasov, pain in the ass.”
Turkey left me speechless. I would stare at the horizon watching the sun go to bed while feeling the breeze on my face, drinking a little cup of Turkish tea, listening to the sound of the waters, the fishermen, street sellers and watching from the border of the bridge the birds flying around searching for food. Continue reading “Turkey”
Antonio Vivaldi was the name of my teacher Jorge Vascones’ chamber orchestra. During my teenage years he taught me not only how to play the violin but how to appreciate it for what it does. Today, I couldn’t felt any other way but nostalgic sitting on my bed next to my stringless violin. Continue reading “Stringless”
A recent call with mom got me thinking quite a lot about what I had finally learnt during my first year in Romania. Continue reading “Three things”
“Dear parents, today you won’t have a child anymore. Without smoke, without alcohol, I fly. I’m not fleeing, I fly.” Continue reading “I’m not fleeing, I fly.”
Two Romanians, one Dutch, one Moldavian and one Peruvian (me). Final destination: Snagov Monastery. Done. Let’s go!
We met at the center of the city. Once we were all together and got some coffee for our way, we got on the car and started the ride. The youngest of us drove us to our destination.
Continue reading “Snagov”