THE GHOSTS OF LOVERS PAST

It’s here! :D

Something I wanted to show you for some time now.

My friend Ioana from Ruffles for Breakfast planned a wonderful photoshooting, with a great team. I’m so happy I was part of this, it’s been a while since I last played the model.

Just a sneak preview here. I let you read the whole story and see the wonderful photos (shot by Dragos Ometita) on Ioana’s blog.

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A big “Thank you!” for everybody involved.

Credits for the title also go to Ioana :)

Barcelona day II – lots to do

Second day in Barcelona was a really fun one, we just wandered the streets..

This one was taken in Poblenou, close to our hotel.

A very interesting act in Barceloneta.

And now dears, me – without knowing I’m being phographed.

And then, when I realised. :D

At some point we got hungry.. and we heard the night before, from a friend, that Kiosko is the best place to have a burger in Barcelona. So, we went there and waited..

The place is very small and crowded and of course, full of tourists (still, you can’t miss it).

And we waited.. meanwhile we took some photos..

And when it finally arrived..

The little hungry piglet attacked.

And next some photos we took on the streets of Barcelona..

A group of portuguese young people playin’ traditional songs but not only. At that time “Ai se eu te pego” was very popular, so we couldn’t get rid of it not even here (ok, I admit, it was fun hearing it live :D)..

Roof top waterpool. Just lovely.

Nice balcony.

Dog parks, one of the reasons why almost everyone has a dog :)

Really miss Barcelona!

Barcelona day I – Mercat de La Boqueria

Hi there,

As nothing good happens in the morning, I usually try to make evenings worth. So ladies and gents, beware! I have a Lightroom and I’m not afraid to use it.. Since I wanted to post some Barcelona photos for half of year now, I guess NOW would make more sense than later today.

So here they are, few shots of one of the most beautiful places I’ve seen so far, Mercat de La Boqueria.

Bucharest at dusk

There is no place like home, they say. But do you know where your home is? I like to believe that I will only live here for some time, and then pack and go live somewhere else. And then pack again, and unpack somewhere else, couse my heart travels regardless broders and passports.