I’ve been receiving your passive aggressive emoticon messages and have appreciated the not so subtle reminder that I owe you a letter. It makes me miss you.
It’s not that I haven’t wanted to write, it’s that I’ve been overwhelmed with deadlines, like usual it seems. Since we last spoke, I wrote an article on crafting that was interesting to work on, and now I’m onto a new one about how to be a vegetarian in Barcelona. I’m working on a paper for my Master’s due today, a revision for another article, working on an article on beer, and late with an assignment for my creative nonfiction class. I found this when I was looking up Japanese crafts and thought about how we would take this class together.
The one I wrote on fish was also interesting, although I made an error in it and someone wrote in to point it out.
It’s fun, but it takes a lot of time. Next year, the plan is to rent my apartment for a few weeks at a time and spend it outside the city traveling and eating and learning. I realized I should have been doing that this year, but I got caught up in life in the city a bit too much.
I did have the chance to escape and take a nice ride out in the countryside. It was good inspiration for the spring section of my book. I need to start riding more regularly. It’s something I miss a lot. Maybe when I finally get my license and some form of transportation, I’ll be able to.
This is not me, but some day it might be.
Since we last spoke, Barça has won almost all of their games.
Pol spends most of the time we are not cheering on Barça trying to convince me not to get my motorcycle license because he’s afraid I’m going to die.
How I spend my days.
Otherwise, mostly everything is the same here. (He wants you to know that the war is not over yet, but I’m writing up a truce.)
I take my (written) exam on Sant Jordi, which I can’t wait for (the holiday, not the exam). The worst part of the whole day will be that you aren’t here to enjoy it with me (unless I fail my test, which might be the topper). I will miss climbing onto the bus with you, roses in hand. I will be sad that you won’t see the Catalan flags waving cheerly from the public buses, the streets thick with people buying books from the stands, the rainbow of petals pressed onto the sidewalks, crumpled from a stampede of feet. What will you do to celebrate the day?
The last two weeks have been filled with visitors and I’ve spend a lot of time being a tourist in the city.
We had really nice dinners on their amazing terrace overlooking the city and reminisced about Florida.
I took them to the National and fell in love with this wallpaper in person that I had been drooling over in Pinterest a while back.
In other news, my cat sitting days are over and for this I think you might be glad.
The last one was extra cute but spent most of the time here:
When are you going to Copenhagen and why wasn’t I invited and will I never get a reservation to Noma??? I have to be tortured with Renee Redzepi’s Instagram posts every day… Life isn’t fair. I was just talking about it the other day with someone else.
Recently I went to a breakfast place you would love, and ran into a wall design that made me think of you.
Then we left and went promptly to a bakery for a post-breakfast dessert and I found this wallpaper and thought of you again:
I spend a lot of time making breakfast these days and not enough time drinking tea, but I am a new fan of the blood orange which I eat every morning now.
The weather is warm enough now to spend most of the day on a patio in a t-shirt as long as the sun is out. I’m pulling out my box of summer clothes each week now and staring at it longingly. It won’t be long now… Although, there are moments when I wouldn’t mind being in a place where the crocuses pop through the soil, where winter’s end is tangible, where a warm coffee is the perfect place to take shelter from a damp spring day. I would order a cortado with cardamom and a splash of milk, please.
I have changed out of winter boots and into these:
I spend most of my days taking long hikes across the city researching articles and discovering new places.
I’ve discovered a new Mexican ice cream shop that also has excellent nachos and the hottest Mexican chocolate ice cream I’ve ever eaten in my life. I actually had to throw half of it away. I couldn’t believe it.
I’m also revisiting a few of our favorites as well.
The wisteria is blooming in our favorite park.
Easter came and went, and I finally ate my first mona cake ever.
In my house, the light is cutting across the balcony in the late afternoons and making its way into the gallery, soaking the chairs and the jasmine plant with the kind of light that makes me happy. I wish it would make its way over to the sofa where I’m sitting but it just doesn’t ever make it that far.
On that note, I have to start studying because it’s getting late and my list is long. I hope you won your Scrabble game and tell your grandma I love her cat doodles.