by phoenix | Jun 30, 2003 | Photos, Travel
For whatever reason, I didn’t diarise the Gaudi or the fountains, or the amazing chocolate shop, Cacao Sampaka. I did take photos though. ^^ The Angel & the Devil in La Rambla ^^ Gaudi liquid architecture ^^ Font Majica ^^ Font Magica, lights & music ^^...
by phoenix | Jun 29, 2003 | Personal, Travel
So here I am on the other side of the world, and I walk into the Institute of Contemporary Culture… and there, on a poster, is a photo of me and Simon and Christina and Catherine naked in Melbourne one rainy morning in 2001. Of course, you can’t tell...
by phoenix | Jun 27, 2003 | Travel
Tarantula count for David: 0. There are however turtles, teensy-weensy turtles. Lots of them. Cutest ever. And squirrels. And hamsters. And pigeons that seem to be either trying to liberate the finches in the cages or get in there with them, I’m not sure...
by phoenix | Jun 25, 2003 | Travel
It’s all very well to know theoretically that language is arbitrary and all meaning is deferred, to start to grasp Derrida’s notions of supplementarity. It’s another entirely to be surrounded by a tongue you barely comprehend and slowly feel those...
by phoenix | Jun 24, 2003 | Personal, Travel
Translation: Man, it’s hot here. Bliss descended as I stepped off the plane. I was chatting with a clear-eyed ex-Yahoo! exec (go figure) who’d moved here to find himself. He spoke with serenity and calm, looking me directly in the eye, smiling. He wandered...
