Thursday, June 14, 2007
Without going into detail, I cannot state how bizarre it has been to go from a flat in NYC that had a roof with a tremendous view--really, like a once-in-a-lifetime, you'll-never-stumble-ont0-anything-like-this-ever-again view, to my current BCN flat. By pure look, we can look down calle Mallorca from our top-floor terracitas, or go up to the roof for a better view of the surrounding hills, Sagrada Familia, Torre Agbar, and--if you lean dangerously over the edge-- the sea.
The Torre Agbar is slowly winning me over (more on that building later), but the real luxury here is being able to marvel at the soaring towers of the Sagrada Familia whenever I damn well please. I mean, holy shit. Last night the sky was ripe.
I'm very happy that my musician roommates have announced a party up there on Saturday later eafternoon/early evening, round 7-8. It's in honor of Tomas's girlfriend's b-day. We'll hang out up here and make a lot of noise. If you're in the area, drop by! (We'll miss you, Ian!)