Sunday, September 12, 2010

Barcelona, Spain

When I first arrived in Barcelona, I inherently loved it. It reminded me so much of Buenos Aires (a city in which I lived for a month in 2008) that I couldn't help but feel good vibes all around.

It was late when I left the airport and some of my first views of the city were in the dark. However, over the next 5 days, I explored much, walking old narrow streets and observing a myriad of historical buildings, seemingly happy people and a nice coastline. Dinners were not until at least 9 pm and tapas or paella were typically what was on the menu.

When it came time to leave, I definitely was not ready. I took a timeout for myself daily trying to balance out sightseeing (and the crowds that go with it) and relaxation. As such, I did not get to see all I wanted to see. However, taking life slowly and stting outside at cafes in non-touristy parts of town watching the locals go by was definitely worth it. I will just have to go back sometime to complete what I missed!




A night scene (and large shadow) on the Barcelona streets




A tapas of mushrooms. Yumm!




These recycling bins can be found at various places throughout the city




Continuing in their seemingly green initiative, these bikes that are part of a bike sharing program can be found around the city as well




A respite from a heavy thunderstorm




The perfect place for a daily siesta at my charming guesthouse







Castell Montjuic

Montjuic is a castle that sits above Barcelona and offers some amazing views. In it's present form, it has been there since the mid-1700's and has a dark history of war and executions.



The Castell




An ancient pathway




A modernization






Montserrat

Translated to Serrated Mountain, Montserrat is 50 km NW of Barcelona and easily accessible by train. At about 725 meters, sits the monestary of Montserrat. Founded in 1025, about 80 monks live there today, and a boys choir sings daily in the Basilica. Surrounding the monestary are many peaks including the tallest one, Sant Jeroni, at 1236 meters. As a last minute decision, I decided to hike to its top despite being in a dress with shoes that would later suffer some holes in the bottom. Regardless, it was a good choice. The views, being out in nature and having the trail mostly to myself were just what I needed.



The monestary of Montserrat situated between two mountains




A grave stone with no markings due to age and erosion found along the trail




An old church found closer to the top




What's this guy doin' here??




Hanging out at the top of Sant Jernoni




An expanse of Spain







La Sagrada Familia

Started over 100 years ago in 1882 and still not complete, La Sagrada Familia is the vision of Antoni Gaudi and some say later his obsession. Despite being incomplete, it is one of the cooelst churches I have seen. It is said that Gaudi loved nature and had a dislike of straight lines, both things that can be seen throughout the church. Guesses as to when it will be complete range from the 2020's to the 2040's.




La Sagrada Familia (picture courtesy of the internet as I did not have proper camera or angle)




Sitting amongst the pillars at the front (or is it back) of the church




A sculputre of Longinus on the Passion Facade




Probably some of the most photographed construction workers in the world




Columns with branches at the top to represent trees

Friday, August 27, 2010

Portland

Many of the reasons why I love Portland to death, including music by one of my favorite local bands, are in this video. Check it out!

Saturday, August 21, 2010

Antarctic Reunion in the San Juans

Antarctica. It has been almost two years now since I've left, and even though time inevitably passes, I still think of it often.

Luckily, I had the opportunity last weekend to venture to Lopez Island in the San Juans for an Antarctic reunion for people who had worked at Palmer Station. The hosts have 25 acres on the island, and it was the perfect place to get away from society, come in contact with people you thought you would never see again, talk about old times, talk about new times, have a fire and be in nature.

As this is an annual tradition, I hope to now go next year. Though next time I may take a sea plane as I spent many hours of forced downtime waiting on late Washington State ferries.



The moon and a sunset during the ferry crossing to Lopez




My lodgings for the night




Seren and Adam after a group bike ride to Shark Reef park




Seals




Bald Eagle




Deer (as viewed through a bike)




Big bee

Friday, August 13, 2010

A Morning Run

Running around my neighborhood is a regular activity, and today, I thought I'd take my camera. There is always something interesting to see.




Flowers abound no matter which route I take




A gravestone getting swallowed by a tree root at Lone Fir Cemetery




A throwback to the day




Home sweet home...always

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

The Danes Come For a Visit

Well, one was actually a Scot and one was a German, but the fact remains that recently Portland experienced an influx of Europeans as 8 of my colleagues from the Vestas office in Randers, Denmark came for a visit. While here, we worked on a pretty interesting IT project, did a lot of knowledge share and also took a trip to Seattle to visit Microsoft for two days.




I haven't been to the Space Needle in years but it was still just as impressive




Microsoft's campus in Redmond




A super fascinating tour of Seattle's underground




Dinner with the Danes




Final dinner=fancy clams

Sunday, August 8, 2010

Road Trip to the Tetons


Last week, 4 adventurous souls set off from Portland to journey to the wilds of Wyoming. The goal: The Grand Teton.

After 15 or so hours spent in my 'new-to-me' CRV and a restful night in Wilson, we found ourselves at the Lupine Meadow trailhead. We quickly loaded up with our heavy, heavy backpacks, said goodbye to civilization for a few days and started the rigorous hike up to 10,700' feet (quite a test of endurance for yours truly). Once we reached elevation, we made camp on the moraine field right below the Grand. The next morning my 3 intrepid companions ascended the Grand, using rock climbing and route finding skills they had been learning and practicing beforehand. As I had not been training, I stayed at base camp and tasked myself with scaring the marmots away (no need to worry about bears over 10,000') and trekking to the water source to filter water into our containers.

It was a memorable and peaceful trip. My fondest memory will be the night it stormed for hours and we all lounged in the comfort of our tent, eating dinner, playing scrabble and sipping whiskey while the wind and rain arrived and lingered over the moraine field.




Our camp with the lower saddle in view




A view of the plains below




A ball of flowery goodness




3 of my most favorite people on the planet: My rope team from my 2007 climb of Mt. Hood

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Salmon Butte Trail

After a short hiatus, I finally got a chance to take to the trail again. This time, it was the Salmon Butte Trail in the Mt. Hood National Forest. Together, with 4 strong women, we hiked 9 miles round trip, climbing 2700 feet. The rocky outcropping at the top provided a good place to rest, as well as views of many of our most beloved mountains.



Rhododendrons were in bloom all over




5 girls and their packs