Rockefeller Center

Cuando vivíamos en Tokyo, los rascacielos eran parte de nuestro día a día. Ya fuera en la oficina de Shiodome o desde casa en Daikanyama, las moles de cristal nos rodeaban. Echo mucho en falta el latir de las lucecitas rojas que coronan los rascacielos, siempre me pareció el hearbeat de Tokyo.

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High Line & Meatpacking District

The most mesmerizing areas in a big city are never the über touristy spots, but those truly authentic things off-the-beaten-track where the locals, happen to be.

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Mysore + Ashtanga = Cambiando de vida

El Mysore me cambió la vida, espero que te ayude a tí también.

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Brooklyn Bridge

Soy de Zaragoza y me crié viviendo en la margen izquierda que viene siendo todo el territorio al Norte del río Ebro, separado por varios puentes del centro de la ciudad. Mi madre me llevaba andando, para que se me pusieran las piernas duras. Por un puente de hierro que antes era verde pero hace unos años, se tornó azul y blanco. Me daba miedo acercarme a las barandillas y frío, pero contemplar el Pilar al fondo terminaba por compensar, aquello de pasar por el puente.

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Times Square vs Shibuya Crossing

New York VS Tokyo... FIGHT!!!

1. Lightning

Times Square is way brighter than Shibuya Crossing. Americans win the neon round.

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One World Trade Center

We remember, we rebuild, we come back stronger! 

Barrack Obama, June 14, 2012.

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Back!

Crisp November sky

Tras unas semanas de ausencia - ocuparme sola de la casa, ir a yoga a diario con mi dedo medio roto y estudiar un poco a distancia, consume más tiempo de lo que podría parecer - por fin tengo unos días de fiesta, unas fotos decentes, para contaros una nueva historia en una ciudad muy excitante... Sabéis dónde es?? Mañana más...

After several weeks away from the web (for obvious reasons, it's been a bit too much being employee+housewife full-time, student+yogi part-time) I'm now back with some nice shots from over  the ocean, can you guess? Come back tomorrow for more...

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Furry

Throwback Tokyo, 2012.

Here in Malaga, it is still warm enough to cope with a trench or a leather jacket, so it's time for throwing back some furrylicious look besides a Japanized Bocca della Veritá as a metaphor for all of us who worry about the future too much. I am totally guilty of that sin, you know, looking back "too much" and wondering about the future a bit "too much".

Just because of my terrible memory, any old times are always GOOD old times - as I have forgotten all the negative stuff. But why can't I do the same about the present? WHY CAN'T I CLOSE EYES TO ALLTHE NEGATIVE STUFF IN MY CURRENT LIFE?

The way I look at things is completely laughable:

- It was better before (thinner, funnier, happier, fancier, energized, free)

- It is a disaster now

- It will get worse over time (all my efforts and dreams will fail)

I will check with the endocrinologist (maybe my thyroid problem is the root cause), with my mum (as she is the best psychologist), with the herbalist (maybe natural medicine helps) and overall, will try to make friends (as a good laugh is sometimes the best medicine).

December already? 2 weeks for Enrique - 3.5 for Paradise (^_^)

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