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Yes, you have to wait for your turn to take a picture in the middle of the arch. Waste of time? No, and the most amusing part is to see how every couple tries their hardest to take home the best shot. From the clumsy to the incredibly acrobatics, from the people opting for: "Sorry, could you take a picture of us?" to those who recklessly leave their camera balancing on a backpack on the ground. And us? With the camera on a tripod that is jointed to excess , frame on the fly, 5 second self-timer, we run and … click. In the middle of the arch like two giants.
It was a beautiful evening to speed with my bride of 28 years and counting...
Hey, Giuly! Do you remember how many kilometers we walked in Barcelona? A zillion! After walking up and down every small alley, we didn't give in to tiredness and we walked up here. Then, while sitting on a bench, in silence, we admired the city from above. Five minutes of rest, the ferris wheel spinning, the grandeur of the Sagrada Familia, and then off we went again, climbing up the communications tower nearby. We really are tireless. The tower was closed though, too bad.
To my traveling companion Elise and all the adventures we encouraged one another to take part in.
Thousands of Lesser Flamingos moving deftly on Lake Nakuru, painting it pink just like in a fairy tale. We’re enchanted, dreamy, but we have to wake up . Paw prints of predators and carcasses surround us; the soil is soft so we start to sink as if we’re on shifting sands. We walk away and go back to dreaming. We dream of flying with the flamingos .
A very rare show of PDA by my partner in travel and life. Only an New Yorker could have talked my shy guy into doing this for the camera!