The air is charged with energetic summer vibes in the technical district of Sant Martí in Barcelona. The Agbar tower stands out like a massive giant in the center of this bustling district. It is 31 degrees Celsius. The air melts on your skin as you make your way through an army of shadow-seeking bodies in order to get a closer glimpse of the impressive egg-like structure. The clock strikes 12 o’clock. Time for lunch. Splay your elbows wide, you’re about to face some human traffic. Go!
I moved across the ocean from Bulgaria to the US at age 16, alone, in pursuit of my studies. Since then, I have graduated from college in Connecticut, lived in Spain, traveled across Europe, met some extraordinary individuals, redefining the conventional understanding of "family," and learned how to live more meaningfully. A passionate student of Plato and Heidegger, I see travel as the ultimate guide to self-knowledge and reflection upon one's purpose. I strive to immerse myself deeply into foreign environments and hopefully learn how to cook a few local delicacies. A thrill-seeker of what Immanuel Kant calls the "sublime," namely breathtaking natural landscapes, I try to immortalize them with my little Cannon camera. The pursuit of philosophical epiphanies and gastronomical indulgence is deeply embedded in my adventures.I just lost my crazy, overwhelming corporate job and am job hunting and diving into my writing. Here or abroad - bring it on!
Autumn paradise: An afternoon stroll through the royal gardens of the “Palacio Real de la Granja de San Ildefonso”
Maite GonzálezNov 30, 2017
Keith KellettOct 31, 2016