Summer Stories

Summer Stories

    Hello darlings, I have truly missed this, missed writing, missed you! I cannot believe my last post was in June, whaaaat? Time truly flies. And I know I ended that post with the willingness to keep writing and get back to regular posting, and for a while I really thought I would! But I ended up reaching a different conclusion and took this 3 months break, and I thought it’s time I’ll get back to it and start by telling you why… In June I have just finished my bachelor degree and as much as it has been an amazing experience, got out of it with a First Class degree, many friends and invaluable memories,  I also felt the need for time away. It’s been a very intense year where I struggled at times to stay composed and fully committed to everything I got involved in. Knowing that, I planned my summer accordingly and it was all about travelling, spending quality time with friends and family and figuring out my next steps. I even debated changes for this baby, Destray, but as good things take time, I figured I could keep posting in the meantime, because – let me tell you – while I was travelling I shot so much content and I am way too excited to share everything with you. But I am taking it one step at a time – one of the lessons I have learnt this summer and part of the new adult version of Diana, whom I’ve noticed is changing by the day so I am just trying to get to...

Lost

Getting lost on pretty little streets is my favourite thing to do when travelling… I see it as a way of discovering the city beyond all those touristic points with big signs, that become clichés of those cities. Of course; they have their charm, and of course I am going to see them, but they are not my favourite part of traveling. You see, when I walk on these little streets, I discover more of the city, that the city itself allows us to see: I see tourists and I see locals, I see people that are living a normal day of their life and I see people that are there only for one day and are trying to make the most of it. And then I see nothing, then I just get lost in thoughts and keep walking. So I live my story while observing theirs and it’s amazing to see how we cross paths with people that we’ll never meet again (or who knows, maybe we will?) that are having a totally different day than yours. This is what it’s special with these little streets, you can personalize them to be part of your thoughts, of your story and so you’ll remember them for that. That, and also the fact that you don’t know where they lead you, so what’s coming next in your story now? Maybe that’s why I like them so much, because they are similar to my life right now, spontaneous and unpredictable. These streets are part of the Gothic Quarter (El Gòtic) in Barcelona, and even if they are in a central zone, there...