14 Diciembre 2008

Pocos recordaban una nevada igual en Valladolid y sin embargo eso estaba lejos de ser la noticia del día.

Al abrir las puertas de la iglesia lo unico que veian mis ojos eran esos copos de nieves, densos, que te empapan como un helador abrazo y no te dejan ver que hay detrás.

Ya ha pasado un año y aun recuerdo el frio en mis pies tras el ultimo adios, las caras de incredulidad y esa extraña sensación de que nada va a ser como antes y que por mucho que cueste admitirlo no hay vuelta atrás.

Dificil dia para estar a cientos de kilometros de casa...

Dusk

There are times in the day that you need to feel a hug, to hearn a nice voice or to smell that perfume that reminds you home.
No matter where I am, everytime I see growing dark this sensations comes to me.

When the sky turn red, when all the landscape takes a different texture, these few minutes that it takes are just magic.
The start of a great night, the end of a long day.... the Dusk

Paris

It is said that is the most romantic city in the world, and not even 2 World Wars could distroy its crazyness for symmetry.

I Had gone before, at the age of 8 more or less, and my mind of little girl reminded like some grey and sad place, I guess it was becose comparation with Disney Land, who can beat Disney Land in the eyes of a 8 years old girl?





I came back a couple weeks ago, and I have to say the city is breathtaking,with its palaces,bridges,musseums... and even better at night.

For me is not a romantic city, it is just majestic.