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I had to stay at a hostel in the downtown area of Pamplona for the first few days while i looked for a place to live and on my way to the university from the hostel i had to walk through "La Ciudadela" a magical park that was a fortress during the 14-15th century. kjaqoiueucmbcxk I miss this shit so much!!!

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fuck, it's officially been a year since I re-opened my blog with the purpose of clearing storage in my phone. After that first priority, I thought it'd be a great time to dedicate more positivity during my quarantine. Cliches are cliches for a reason and it truly amazes me how memories and time interconnect. It's beautiful to remember the different things we go through in a year, it's crazy... time flies.

I had an amazing year even though it started like shit but that's the thing, it doesn't matter. I learnt a lot about how to deal with adversity from a very personal perspective. I paid more attention to my body, to my emotions and how to listen to them, control them, and feel them. I brought out an energy I didn't know I had and other people, beautiful, incredible, unique humans that today I call my best friends, accepted and reciprocated. If it's KARMA herself, if it's spirituality, if it's my divine energy finally finding comfort in my being, I loved it. I love the person that came out with a bit more clarity, once doubtful she created a year for herself with little expectations but a huge drive. I fkn did that, I loved my life this past year and it makes me incredibly happy to share moments with people who mean the world to me. LOS AMO! pa'lla vamos:)

My dump this time around is happening from Calgary, and it'll be a recollection of my time in Pamplona , my trip to Andalucia with Juanan, and my last few weeks in Barcelona.

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#a future project. I hope.

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Miyneighbourhood in Pamplona reminds me of where I used to live when I was 6. It was an apartment building that got the same golden hour but instead of in the morning, it was during sunset. My dad would leave for work and as soon as the door closed, I'd run to my parents' window that faced the front of the building, with an angle perfectly place to see the gated door. I'd wait seconds and id see my dad pass by doing a dance inching closer and closer to the gated door, and i'd wave and laugh, anticipating the moment he'd return in the evening.

I remeber the first time I felt the fear of violence and death. My dad left to buy goodies at the corner store. It was 9pm, I should've been asleep already but he was the best and would sneak a candy for us when mom wasn't home. I didn't pay attention to much of the adult world when I was a kid, or maybe i didn't understand, regardless, the news to me wasn't something to worry about, but that day I heard about bad things happening in Santiago and I was aware the neighbourhood did hold a great reputation for being safe. At night, everything changes. Lions hunt at night, many animals hunt at night, maybe its a universal evolutionary behaviour, inevitably impacting the way we behave with one another. When he left, i started crying. I became so overwhelmed with the thought that my dad -alone- would encounter a gang and something bad and violent would happen. I pictured horrible scenes and as I held my hands together I prayed for him to come back safe. I prayed.. to who? i don't know but it was a thing people did when they needed help.

That memory stuck with me because it was the first time I experienced such emotional anxiety. But as my dad walked into my room with a strawberry-filled chocolate bar, I forgot the dangers, I let the thoughts free.

During those sunny mornings in Pamplona, I walk outside and admire the orange buildings. I always spot the third-floor windows and I remember my dad and his silly dances. I picture myself young and how great it was to have two young parents and a younger brother. Young and anxious, anxious and older, aware, overwhelmed, independent, thankful and anxious. Thankful and happy, happy.

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I only had a few hours to myself during this very quick trip to Madrid, and needless to say, I was like a dog stimulated by 300 squirrels every step I took.

#madrid #anth #aestethic #poster art #downtown

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3 33 ? What does this mean ?!

#madrid #aestethic #anthropology #graffiti

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I remember the day I came into the realization of how glorified I viewed the Roaring 20s. Someone had mentioned how awesome it would've been to live through the 20s with all the parties, music, outfits. Before I could express my agreement, someone said "yeah, if you were white and wealthy". I was stunned..... how could I have not thought of the prominent social injustices tied to urbanization?

It's incredible how media impacts our perception of life, for real. Check yourself, check your privilege, check on others, be kind.

#madrid #thrift #aestethic #marilyn monroe

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1000000X VIVA!

La lucha de las mujeres es un concepto que muchos todavia no entienden y a la hora que se habla del tema no estan dispuestos a entender por EXACTAMENTE LA MISMA RAZON A LA CUAL SE LLAMA UNA LUCHA. La ironia del machismo contra el movimiento feminista me da una rabia potente, ya que si no fuera por las madres de este mundo, no estariamos aqui. simple.

#madrid #anthropology #8m #aestethic #downtown #graffiti

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Very simple things, simple expressions in a complex world

#art local thrift #bilbao #guggenheim #artmuseum #anthropology #aestethic

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#france #paris #barcelona #graffiti

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I dream of this liberty. I LOVE my degree but damn, I truly just wanna be travelling!

Yesterday, I went to the mall in Pamplona (every time I step into a mall, it hits me again the realization of how capitalism has really just gone overboard) in the kid's section of books, I came across the most magical book of "100 Maravillas del Mundo" HIGHLIGHTING AMAZING SPOTS AROUND THE WORLD THAT ONE "MUST SEE". I teared up because I've been so lucky to have visited a handful of places, yet, there is so much world out there! I love that I have learned how to travel more consciously, and this book was a perfect reminder that the work that I'm putting in now will 100% be worth it when I'm done and ready to put on my hiking boots, my green backpack, and my camera :) Take care of your surroundings friends! The world is beautiful and you are part of it. YOU are part of it!

#travel #hitchhike #roadtrip vancouver tacos #tofino #vancouverisland #pnw

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I do love this photo of me and my friend [at the time]. Friendships are really a beautiful thing when you realize that you have similar passions and feel comfortable enough to express yourself fully about them with someone else. In my opinion, we had such a badass friendship full of laughter and deep talks, art, challenges, victories, brewery hopping...

your company was amazing and I will continue to cherish the moments we had together regardless of our fallout

#anthropology #calgary #art local thrift

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For every single roadtrip I've taken, I start with the idea of making a photgraphy series of all the gas station stops we make, but as anyone who knows me knows that I am prone to forgetting ..

#roadtrip #bctravel #anthropology

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I miss asking my mother "I'm gonna go watch the sunset, vamos?", she wouldnt always come with me but she'd always be there when I got back. The time difference between us right now is 5 hours and I miss talking to her in person, making breakfast after our bike rides, going to earth friendly locales, eating peanuts, and watching the office... I miss her loud ass voice when she has zoom meetings and her telling me to chill, and asking me to rewind an episode so she can see laugh at dwight again.... I may start a goFundMe so she can come visit me here:(

#concepcion chile skate #anthropology #sunsets #aestethic

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This day was so frqqin cold my hands looked the hands of those old statues on churches...between purple, black, with some stains of light white colour and STONE COLD

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I sent a video of my surroundings to my brother. It consisted of a green field as the platform of a fortress that was made in the 15th century. It was also a cloudy day and in front of me was an older man with a beret, holding a baguette and walkign his small fluffy dog. Pleasently enough to my right was a man playing the melody of "bella ciao" on the acordion. His response was: "Europa es realmente tan europa.."

lmao, it was either because for a split second I glitched into the matrix, or the stereotype holds the real power

#baguette #travel #espana #anthropology #aestethic #europe