A really bad blogger.
Do any of you vaguely recall that I went to Spain in May? Were you expecting to see various photos of said trip and had your hopes dashed when they never appeared?
I only have on explanation for that: I've been a really bad blogger. I mean, come on, people, I went to SPAIN and I never blogged about it!
Fortunately, I happen to be a firm believer of PICS, OR IT DIDN'T HAPPEN. So, six months later, I have finally come to my senses and I will do a series of
Without further ado...I present Murcia, Spain 2011!
I teamed up with two of my cousins and they set off to give me a tour of the city center.
This is a statue commemorating the sardine fishers of yore. Of course, my guy cousin, who has a warped blogger-esque sense of humor, claimed that it commerated the foundation of the first Ku Klux Klan chapter in Murcia...and my other cousin believed him.
I soon learned that sardines are a big deal in the south of Spain, so much that the river has a sardine water fountain swimming in it.
Vibrant colors marked what would otherwise been just another cloudy day.
Two things I love are fountains and the color red, so seeing this fountain surrounded by crimson flowers in the Downtown area made me go just a little bit giddy!
Even the public garbage cans demonstrate the sardine fishermen.
Water for all! As my cousin explained, the south of Spain is very arid and often lacks the necessary resource of water. My cousin commented that the poster in question took on a somewhat political air.
I look drunk here. Drunk from the happiness of red flowers and fountains!
I can't really recall seeing statues of cardinals displayed in France.
Based on his pose, maybe the Cardinal also studied martial arts?
And this I certainly would have never seen in France (way too secular to display mega-sized posters of religious personalities). It's interesting to travel to different countries and see how they vary from one another.
The cathedral sitting in the public square is one of the most impressive that I've seen in years! Let's take a look around...
This was the view right in front of the Cathedral.
Ceramic street signs? Yes, please.
Our afternoon stroll made a pit stop at an ice cream shop in the plaza.
I discovered so many yummy things in Spain, and helado de nata was one of them. "Nata," in Spanish, means "milk cream," a.k.a. "that filmy disgusting layer of milky fat that forms after you've boiled milk at a certain temperature." For the sake of vouching for how delicious this ice cream really is, let's all just think of milk cream ice cream. It's so good that I honestly wish it were sold in the United States.
So, if you ever go to Murcia, you absolutely must stop by this ice cream shop and at least have one scoop of nata ice cream. Or two. Two scoops of different flavors! Nata y chocolate!
...Can anybody tell that I'm currently in Ice Cream Nirvana just by thinking about this place?
Nata ice cream time eventually made way to a night time stroll in the city.
El Corte Inglés = The Macy's of Spain
And I want THIS giant ladybug to be in my local playground!
Here are pretty much the same pictures of the same things, except we now have the added benefit of seeing them in the sunshine! I find that natural sunlight does justice in bringing the colors to come to life.
This is Alphonse X, the Wise. You WILL respect this man.
You will also respect Chewbacca...
...And Darth Vader.
This poster announces a day of solidarity to honor the Lorca earthquake. It truly was a disaster.
And here are a few shots of things that didn't quite fit into place.
Ladies and Gents, take note: "Love is a strategic game..."
Who else thinks that we need this store in the U.S.?
The local Football (soccer for us Yanks) team has their own merchandise stand in the mall!
"I only went to get a belt!" Apparently, Spanish guys always get something more in the malls.
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