Right now:
- am downloading another mp3 file (I love Limewire, haha)
- it's raining very hard
- am listening to Juanes off my iTunes
- am uploading some pics I shot in Barcelona to my Flickr site
- am reading a friend's blog
- am thinking of getting my own domain for this photoblog
- it's taking forever to batch upload the Barcelona photos
- am thinking if I should still subscribe for a DSL or faster Internet connection considering that my job might have me work overseas for months at a time before the year ends (hence, such an account might be virtually unused for months too)
- I just finished reading Arturo Perez-Reverte's La Reina del Sur/Queen of the South
- am about to have dinner
Ciao!
With the sun on my face, the world at my feet, sometimes the journey is more interesting than the destination. Posts about culture, the arts, photography, technology, the outdoors, travel, music and movies, etc.
26 August 2006
19 August 2006
Binondo Church
These are pics I took of Binondo church. That big old 400+ -year-old church in Manila. I miss churches this old and big. hehe!
Intramuros Pics
The following are some photos I took while in Intramuros (old Manila):
1. San Agustin Church
1. San Agustin Church
Mish Mash Photoblogs
The following are some photos I took, mostly pre-2005. My, am not busy today, Saturday, am I? Haha! :P After I've posted these, I can then probably start on my Europe blogs.
1. Badtz Maru, My Melody and Real Madrid
Sanrio characters My Melody and Bad Badtz Maru flanking this stress ball,
a Real Madrid merchandise I bought in Granada, in front of my keyboard.
a Real Madrid merchandise I bought in Granada, in front of my keyboard.
2. Unos amigos en una estancia en Batangas
3. My Pet is Cuter than Yours :P
4. Stuff on My Old Bookshelves
souvenirs from everywhere = Australia, UK, Netherlands, Indonesia, and
Boracay (shells and the little stuffed lizard)
Boracay (shells and the little stuffed lizard)
5. Old Black Laptop
somehow looks Indian-inspired?
Zidane Retires and Leaves Real Madrid
Here are some press pics of my other favorite football player, Zinedine Zidane of France or Zizou, after his last game for Real Madrid as he retires from professional football last May 2006.
This is the guy whom I came to know with the 1998 World Cup where he led France and won the Cup. These photos are from a photo gallery from the El Pais website. I love these photos because they're expressive and showed tons about the emotions of the moment. Very true, and real.
This is the guy whom I came to know with the 1998 World Cup where he led France and won the Cup. These photos are from a photo gallery from the El Pais website. I love these photos because they're expressive and showed tons about the emotions of the moment. Very true, and real.
After 5 years of having played for Real Madrid, Zizou retires and leaves the Spanish football club...
at the Santiago Bernabeu stadium and received an emotive farewell from the crowd,
and he getting emotional too..
and he getting emotional too..
with the crowds all around the Madrid stadium holding signs with the number 5 on it,
signifying his 5-year stay at the Spanish club...
signifying his 5-year stay at the Spanish club...
Luis Figo Retires from International Football
These are some press photos of my favorite football player -- Luis Figo of Portugal -- when he bid his farewells to the crowds after the 2006 World Cup game between Germany and Portugal for third place. He has announced his retirement from playing for international games for Portugal and this was his last international game. In the background in the second photo are some of his teammates for the Portuguese team which he led.
He is one of the world's best football players. And has played for Spanish clubs FC Barcelona (when I first learned of him and became a fan) and Real Madrid. He now plays for Italian club Inter Milan. Viva Figo. =)
14 August 2006
Recently Downloaded Mp3s
1. El Cine/Mecano
2. Survivor/Mike Francis y Belen Thomas
3. Un Amore Solo Non C'e/i Ragazzi Italiani
4. Sade mp3s
Smint Galore en Barcelona
I am a Smint mints consumer. In fact, my bag is almost never without a box of Smints, especially the blue one. I buy another box as soon as I run out of them. I take one each time after coffee or other meals. I'm like a pill-popper. Or in this case, a Smint-popper. I pop them like they're my ecstasy pills. Not!! :P haha! Now you know why my name here in my blog is Smint Freak (but not Smint Addict). hehehe!
Smint is a product of Spain. In Manila, some supermarkets sell them, and usually only up to 3 flavors at a time.
So just imagine my reaction when I saw this bunch of Smints being sold in one of the stalls along Las Ramblas in Barcelona (pictured above) near the Plaza Catalunya end as I was leaving Las Ramblas. Hey, Smint in all its different flavors!!! Different colors!! Smint galore!! Cool!! Haha! Naturally I just had to photograph them. What better way to get a pic of Smint mints than to photograph them in its homeland and in different colors. I'm such a ninny!! haha! The stall owner was probably puzzled why this chica asiana was interested in taking pics of his Smint stand. He certainly watched me shoot the photo. hahaha. Behind the Smints, on the left, are books on cannabis. I had not noticed them until now. Plus lollipops by Chupa Chups, same manufacturer with Smint.
I just had fun seeing them and taking the pic, for this blog. This blog used to be called Smint Freak, pertaining to me. But since I don't always get to update this blog, and it's not always about me... I changed it to Just Chillin'. Because that's usually what I do when I update this blog, just chillin'. As I expect so does anyone else who stumbles upoon this blog.
Smint is a product of Spain. In Manila, some supermarkets sell them, and usually only up to 3 flavors at a time.
So just imagine my reaction when I saw this bunch of Smints being sold in one of the stalls along Las Ramblas in Barcelona (pictured above) near the Plaza Catalunya end as I was leaving Las Ramblas. Hey, Smint in all its different flavors!!! Different colors!! Smint galore!! Cool!! Haha! Naturally I just had to photograph them. What better way to get a pic of Smint mints than to photograph them in its homeland and in different colors. I'm such a ninny!! haha! The stall owner was probably puzzled why this chica asiana was interested in taking pics of his Smint stand. He certainly watched me shoot the photo. hahaha. Behind the Smints, on the left, are books on cannabis. I had not noticed them until now. Plus lollipops by Chupa Chups, same manufacturer with Smint.
I just had fun seeing them and taking the pic, for this blog. This blog used to be called Smint Freak, pertaining to me. But since I don't always get to update this blog, and it's not always about me... I changed it to Just Chillin'. Because that's usually what I do when I update this blog, just chillin'. As I expect so does anyone else who stumbles upoon this blog.
07 August 2006
Zizou, Figo y Portugal
This is a cool press photo of my two favorite people in football: Luis Figo of Portugal and Zinedine Zidane (Zizou) of France giving each other a hug during the semifinal match between Portugal vs. France. These two were former teammates at the Spanish club Real Madrid. I believe this 2006 World Cup is their last World Cup participation.
And here's an even cooler pic of the two exchanging their shirts after their match, where Portugal lost. Tsk!
Here's the thing, I rooted for Portugal in this World Cup match not just because I liked Figo, but also because I loved the Portuguese people who were sooooo warm and hospitable when I traveled to Portugal. They helped me without hesitation when I ask them for explanations or instructions on going someplace, some even would volunteer, etc.
From:
- the girl at the subway,
- the girl in the train,
- the girl at the pizza parlor,
- the mother and old lady on the suburban rail platform in Lisboa going to Sintra: Maybe seeing as I was alone, female, and travelling to Sintra with the suburban rail, the old lady offered that I should join her on her train 'cause it's the same one going to Sintra, bless her. She spoke Portuguese, I spoke Spanish. And in between, we exchanged smiles and maybe sign language. haha!
- the guys at a Lisboa street where I got out from the train: The first one being the Portuguese guy who walked back to me as I passed by -- after I have asked him some questions earlier and went our separate ways -- and brought me to two guys who he said speak better English and can help me and who turn out to be from the UK complete with the accent but who don't look English, astonishingly. This Portuguese guy helped me out of his own initiative, finding me and walking back to me after I thought he had already gone ahead when we went our separate ways, and bringing me to the English-speaking guys. And then the English fellows were very friendly and wished me well. If that's not being a very good person at heart (for all of them), I don't know what is...,
- to the lovely couple at the Vasco de Gama mall who seemed like Brazilians and were very patient in explaining to me about how to get to Sintra; practically everyone I approached in Lisboa.
They won my heartfelt thanks and gratitude. I can't help feeling an affinity with them. Made me glad I came to Portugal even though at first I didn't include it in my itinerary until a friend who's been there encouraged me. And for that (not to mention the amazing scenery on the way to Lisboa from Galicia in Spain), I look forward to my next trip to Portugal. Not everyone in Europe is cold and unsmiling. :P
And here's an even cooler pic of the two exchanging their shirts after their match, where Portugal lost. Tsk!
Here's the thing, I rooted for Portugal in this World Cup match not just because I liked Figo, but also because I loved the Portuguese people who were sooooo warm and hospitable when I traveled to Portugal. They helped me without hesitation when I ask them for explanations or instructions on going someplace, some even would volunteer, etc.
From:
- the girl at the subway,
- the girl in the train,
- the girl at the pizza parlor,
- the mother and old lady on the suburban rail platform in Lisboa going to Sintra: Maybe seeing as I was alone, female, and travelling to Sintra with the suburban rail, the old lady offered that I should join her on her train 'cause it's the same one going to Sintra, bless her. She spoke Portuguese, I spoke Spanish. And in between, we exchanged smiles and maybe sign language. haha!
- the guys at a Lisboa street where I got out from the train: The first one being the Portuguese guy who walked back to me as I passed by -- after I have asked him some questions earlier and went our separate ways -- and brought me to two guys who he said speak better English and can help me and who turn out to be from the UK complete with the accent but who don't look English, astonishingly. This Portuguese guy helped me out of his own initiative, finding me and walking back to me after I thought he had already gone ahead when we went our separate ways, and bringing me to the English-speaking guys. And then the English fellows were very friendly and wished me well. If that's not being a very good person at heart (for all of them), I don't know what is...,
- to the lovely couple at the Vasco de Gama mall who seemed like Brazilians and were very patient in explaining to me about how to get to Sintra; practically everyone I approached in Lisboa.
They won my heartfelt thanks and gratitude. I can't help feeling an affinity with them. Made me glad I came to Portugal even though at first I didn't include it in my itinerary until a friend who's been there encouraged me. And for that (not to mention the amazing scenery on the way to Lisboa from Galicia in Spain), I look forward to my next trip to Portugal. Not everyone in Europe is cold and unsmiling. :P
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