Melancholic Musings
Barcelona is not as i remember. for many things…
the last time i was here was in the year 2000. i lived here for a few months with my sister whom i probably drove batty because i was so young…and well…care-free (other people would call it worse)
the last time i was here i made friends…good ones…of the same care-free mentality as me. perhaps part of the reason why the city is lessened in charm to me is because all i have are those memories. i have one friend still here who in all honesty i have been wimping out on calling because, well…what if she’s changed? or worse…what if i have changed and she hasn’t? its just a matter of getting my bearings, tho…and also i have been spending time with my family, which is after all the reason why i am here.
sydney has ruined my impression of the land here in barcelona–and maybe for the better. here the houses are built too close together, the apartments utterly disgusting to look at…too tall, and, too cramped looking. i miss sydney’s space, i miss the vast sky…being so far away from it really makes me want to call it home…its not what i remember it to be, in all honesty. even the city is less enchanting than before…there are more people milling about here than i remember it…at one point i wanted them all to disappear so that i could be alone with the city…the city i remembered i once loved like no other.
randomly as i drive around the city, i remember places for what happened in them…that railing where i met my german classmate who took me to a ska concert, that bar where a suitor took me for drinks after seeing ‘tap dogs’, that old apartment where stina used to live, where we would sip wine and smoke cigarettes on the balcony floor, that road where i nearly got myself killed on my skateboard at 3 in the morning…that beach where we went after partying so hard i couldn’t feel the cold wet sand beneath my bare feet…
people change…our impressions change…cities change. when memories are all we have, how much more special they become.
July 12th, 2006 at 2:01 am
barcelona? alone or what?
i like holding on to good memories, hoping people i shared it with also feel the same way i do. it hurts me when i find out things have changed and people have moved on… and what was shared in the past is merely a memory to them.
i mourn for the loss of your popcorn.
i had popcorn earlier, microwavable and cheese flavored… ang baho nya, i swear.
July 13th, 2006 at 1:17 am
thanks nina! super baho nga yung cheese flavored popcorn.
i’m here alone, my sister is due to give birth soon. but my mom is here na rin, and my younger sister is coming here on monday.
dito mabaho rin yung hamon serrano, pero ang sarap nya.
love you!! miss you!!
-b
July 13th, 2006 at 4:45 pm
hey Beej,
i don’t know if i sent you a message via friendster or i didn’t… jeeez, it’s hard gettin’ old… anyway, i saw this free concert of the indigo girls on santa monica pier… i thought of you… just wanted to share that with you.. .
den