En sus ojos, nunca pude encontrar maldad
Walking in the city, just admiring, every second building, an architectural delight.
...sharing a small part of their past along the way...
... making links between worlds apart...
... that nurture new sensibilities and newly found points of view...
Long gone worlds, that unfold through pictures and objects....
...in a seamless link of days gone and present..
...trotting along...
... the small courtesies of people...
... who open windows for a better view...
... buenas tardes.... kalispera.... baklava... empanadas....
So, let yourself fly...
...and always remember.
:-)
As if, diving into the not so far away past, of European capitals, but with the temperament of the Latin spirit, in every corner.
The historical past of the country, almost a step back from our own present...
And the people, always happy to talk with you about what delicacies they enjoyed in your country, and what you're enjoying in theirs!:-)
...sharing a small part of their past along the way...
... making links between worlds apart...
... that nurture new sensibilities and newly found points of view...
Long gone worlds, that unfold through pictures and objects....
...in a seamless link of days gone and present..
...trotting along...
... the small courtesies of people...
... who open windows for a better view...
... buenas tardes.... kalispera.... baklava... empanadas....
So, let yourself fly...
...and always remember.
:-)
2 Comments:
Ένα παρά ένα; Τα ενδιάμεσα δεν τα κοιτούσες;;; :p
10:06 am
@Darthiir the Abban
The non-nice ones, no! ;-P
3:32 pm
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