Armonia y Aliento Granada, España

// 11 Days Later…//

And I’m home, baking in one of my hometown’s restaurants, sleeping on absurd amount, and eating everything I can get my hands on.  

It hasn’t even been two weeks since I’ve been home, but my time in Granada seems like a very far away dream that had some killer plot lines.  

From here on out, I’ll post to this blog whenever I need to tell a story to keep Granada real for myself.  As time keeps passing, more and more of my memories will be coming back, coupled with homesickness of sorts and ideas that never fully got processed.  

Con Amor, 

KT

PS — I totally encourage you to follow my personal blog.  It’s got a strange variety of everything (x)

sleepypsychedelia:

Protection

I’m keeping my Hand of Fatima close to me today as I head home.  
One journey down, countless more to go…

sleepypsychedelia:

Protection

I’m keeping my Hand of Fatima close to me today as I head home.  

One journey down, countless more to go…

(via alienandgirl)

// When we try to tell each other goodbye…//

thattimeistudiedingranada:

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…. Nope. On our last night in Granada, none of us have wanted to say goodbye, and we held onto the last possible moment before we all had to go our separate ways.  We made a hugging circle in the middle of a plaza and just held each for a few minutes before breaking apart to give our final hugs and loves and besos

I have been absolutely wrecked at keeping up with this blog during this semester.  I wish I could offer up some kind of meaningful excuse, but honestly, I have been soaking up every last second and wisp of the wind that I could.  And sitting here on this bed I have been sleeping on consistently for the past four and a half months, I wish I still had a bit more time.  There’s a serenity in losing ourself on adventures and then finding exactly what you never expected to be looking for along the way.  Even if Life is one great big adventure, Granada has been my catalyst for getting lost and then finding myself these past months.  And who would ever want to give that up? 

Perhaps when I get home, I’ll continue this blog to how I started after I got home from the Philippines.  Maybe I’ll digress, maybe there will be memories, flashbacks, photos, poems, quotes…. 

So for now this is just hasta luego - adios is only good for definitive endings, and this is not one of them. 

Travel far enough, you meet yourself.
David Mitchell (via erraticintrovert)

(Source: streetetiquette, via meditativemumbles)

explore-blog:

By mapping income versus self-described happiness in several countries worldwide, the study’s authors found that the more money people had, the happier they tended to be. The trend was clear across the board, leading the economists to conclude that there’s “no evidence of a satiation point,” a theoretical level of contentment past which more cash doesn’t translate into more happiness. 
Contrary to previous research suggesting happiness levels out after a certain point of income growth, new study suggests money can buy you happiness. Still, philosophy might still have a better answer than science.

Money might be able to buy the finer things of life, but money can’t show you the way to the hidden treasures of life.Obviously, this observes how the benefit of having a higher income increases health standards, education, and other antiquities that make the world go round now; however, money can’t get you everything and it’s the things money can’t buy that can also determine “happiness.” Like crawling into caves on the coast of Porugal and finding  an old prayer circle in the sand. Which I just happened to do this weekend : )

explore-blog:

By mapping income versus self-described happiness in several countries worldwide, the study’s authors found that the more money people had, the happier they tended to be. The trend was clear across the board, leading the economists to conclude that there’s “no evidence of a satiation point,” a theoretical level of contentment past which more cash doesn’t translate into more happiness. 

Contrary to previous research suggesting happiness levels out after a certain point of income growth, new study suggests money can buy you happiness. Still, philosophy might still have a better answer than science.

Money might be able to buy the finer things of life, but money can’t show you the way to the hidden treasures of life.

Obviously, this observes how the benefit of having a higher income increases health standards, education, and other antiquities that make the world go round now; however, money can’t get you everything and it’s the things money can’t buy that can also determine “happiness.”

Like crawling into caves on the coast of Porugal and finding an old prayer circle in the sand. Which I just happened to do this weekend : )

(Source: , via explore-blog)

humansofnewyork:

“Travel when you’re young. Even if you have to borrow money to do it.”

humansofnewyork:

“Travel when you’re young. Even if you have to borrow money to do it.”

mushaka:

santosha65:


This incredible photo marks the end of Matador Torero Alvaro Munera’s career. He collapsed in remorse mid-fight when he realized he was having to prompt this otherwise gentle beast to fight. He went on to become an avid opponent of bullfights. Even grievously wounded by picadors, he did not attack this man.
Torrero Munera is quoted as saying of this moment: “And suddenly, I looked at the bull. He had this innocence that all animals have in their eyes, and he looked at me with this pleading. It was like a cry for justice, deep down inside of me. I describe it as being like a prayer - because if one confesses, it is hoped, that one is forgiven. I felt like the worst shit on earth.”


I’ve reblogged this at least two other times but this is possibly one of my favorite photos ever.

All of the Granada bullfights have been cancelled until June due to the torreros constantly arguing.  But after seeing this and the El Juli accident earlier this week, I think I’ll be alright with out seeing a bullfight. 

mushaka:

santosha65:

This incredible photo marks the end of Matador Torero Alvaro Munera’s career. He collapsed in remorse mid-fight when he realized he was having to prompt this otherwise gentle beast to fight. He went on to become an avid opponent of bullfights. Even grievously wounded by picadors, he did not attack this man.

Torrero Munera is quoted as saying of this moment: “And suddenly, I looked at the bull. He had this innocence that all animals have in their eyes, and he looked at me with this pleading. It was like a cry for justice, deep down inside of me. I describe it as being like a prayer - because if one confesses, it is hoped, that one is forgiven. I felt like the worst shit on earth.”

I’ve reblogged this at least two other times but this is possibly one of my favorite photos ever.

All of the Granada bullfights have been cancelled until June due to the torreros constantly arguing.  But after seeing this and the El Juli accident earlier this week, I think I’ll be alright with out seeing a bullfight. 

(Source: ihavetopeerealbad, via gabbietook)

instagram:

Spotlight: Amsterdam

Since launching, we’ve seen Instagram spread from our headquarters in the Bay Area to every corner of the globe. In this series, Spotlight, we’ll highlight top users from countries and cities with thriving Instagram communities.

The Netherlands’s capital city, Amsterdam, is alive with sights and sounds. Hundreds of thousands of bicycles weave across the 1,281 bridges that span the city’s many canals. Amsterdam is lush with parks, classical architecture and plenty of museums that make it one of the most important art sites in Europe.

Want a first-person tour of Amsterdam? We put together a list of some amazing Instagrammers from in and around the city.

  • Freek Geurts, the city through the seasons — @regalphis
  • S Fennema, atmospheric shots and reflections — @sfennema
  • Dirk Bakker, Amsterdam through patterns and lines — @macenzo
  • Phil, film-inspired stills of daily life — @p_d_y

To explore the city in depth, you can also browse the location pages for some of Amsterdam’s most popular landmarks:

  • De Riekermolen, one of Amsterdam’s most photogenic windmills
  • The Rijksmuseum, home of the most important collection of classical Dutch art
  • Magere Brug, one of the many beautiful drawbridges spanning the canals
  • Amsterdam ArenA, home to Amsterdam’s football team, AFC Ajax

An absolutely beautiful, and rather strange, city. 

whitetigerkat’s photostream on Flickr.This is my grand apologetic (and very unorganized) apology for never updated this lonely blog.  I know tumblr will never forgive, but I hope you all can.
Instead of writing here about my large and sometimes intimidating adventures across Europe and North Africa, I’ve been writing letters and journaling like a fiend. 
I do promise that my graffiti poetry will end up here eventually! 
Un Besito,
KT

whitetigerkat’s photostream on Flickr.

This is my grand apologetic (and very unorganized) apology for never updated this lonely blog. I know tumblr will never forgive, but I hope you all can.

Instead of writing here about my large and sometimes intimidating adventures across Europe and North Africa, I’ve been writing letters and journaling like a fiend.

I do promise that my graffiti poetry will end up here eventually!

Un Besito,
KT