|Ceramic tile art or azulejo in Lisbon.|
The European trip was magnificent in every way. Lisbon is one of the coolest cities I've ever been to and Barcelona is a lively metropolis punctuated by exquisite architectural masterpieces from Antoni Gaudi.
We walked over 110 miles during our two-week adventure, wandering and exploring both cities each day from sunrise to sundown and collapsing from exhaustion at the end of each day. We saw everything, though. Or at least as much as one can see in one city in one week. Every night I went to bed with images of colorful art or vast cathedrals or panoramic city perspectives in my mind's eye. Still soaking in all the things we saw. Getting back into the daily routine so quickly, the whole thing feels like it was just a dream.
I'm planning on writing up a lengthy post (or probably series of posts) about the trip featuring some of the many hundreds of pictures I took, but for now I just need to say: I'm back. And despite the new challenge of working the full-time 9-to-5 grind like a regular boring old adult, I plan on putting my nose to the grind to churn out as much writing as I can in my free moments. Too many ideas growing in my mind that need to breathe fully.
If you haven't already, please go check out my other blog where I've got a new post about the 75th anniversary of Finnegans Wake as well as an ongoing in-depth review of John Bishop's stupendously deep and fascinating Wake study Joyce's Book of the Dark.