the very first moment of life

That s how all it starts,
The big bang of each of us, every individual..

She had a belly made out of a ball it seemed.. Perfectly round, and i had never seen one like that before. When she opened it and asked me to touch, it felt so weird. You could recognize which part of body it was, he had his bottom there, moving impatiently to say hello the very next day.
How can one sleep if to give a birth the next day, what kind of excitement it is? No matter how we try to imagine, it must be beyond that and one cant understand before "being a mother". I shot her photos till midnight and i am sure she spent the rest of the night without winking her eyes.

I didnt have any notion of tensity but excitement was right there in its place because it would not only be a "first" to her but also to me, because i had never seen a birth before, therefore neither i shot it.

After donating the room with blue baby boy ornaments, we were ready to head to Operating Theatre. First they took her and after wearing greenish doctor clothes i found myself inside, too. It didnt take long for her to fall asleep after being given narcosis.

I starting shooting around inside the room, she was on the operating table at 13.00, caesarean only took 5 minutes.. First i saw the head and it was pulled up, 13.05 someone joined us ! Shaking, unaware, tiny little boy..

I cant express how it feels during all these, the birth process, the time when first the father sees the baby and when the mother takes it into her arms for the first time..
"How soft, how warm he is !"

So baby boy, welcome to life and thanks for being a reason for me to experience this =)

Barcelona feedback

Hola, que tal ?
Okay, i know that it s been a decade since i am back from Barcelona and it seems pointless that i am writing this post now. No, no please listen to me before you click on X on right top of your window.. I have an excuse.. Not that the electricity went out but i have had a guest right after my trip that completely killed my enthusiasm to write about my joy and experiences out there..
Writing blog is like buying a brand new toy and taking it home when you are a child.. I mean what is the sense when you dont rip the box and play it as soon as you are back home. You can easily figure out i like writing as soon as i experience but my guest from overseas came right after i returned and i had to postpone writing day to day which did no good to me, nor to my blog and almost killed it. (not that i blame her)
Anyways, even if i think it is late i felt i couldnt write any other post before posting this one..

1- Culture shock !
As soon as i got out of the airport i took an A1 bus from airport to Plaza Catalunya. And yes in the first few moments of my time in Spain i had my first culture shock. A bus driver with tattoos & piercings + Judas Priest playing in the bus !!! Later on i discovered that all public service workers were no different, the reason i got shocked is in my country all you see is the most "regular" part of people that usually work in such fields. No ! Not that i classify, but wearing piercings / tattoos are considered inappropriate for such occupations.


2- Gaudi
It might seem strange that i put Gaudi second on the list but the public servers were even more surprising sorry.. I fell in love with Gaudi again and again but i guess i am too late because he died years ago and i really am sorry that i didnt have a chance with him..
If it wasnt for him the city may not have been that beautiful.. If you are to visit Barcelona some day dont even conisder skipping any work of him.





3-Peddlers

Yes! They hold the string the whole day and they would make good hunters with such attention and fastness.. Selling fake Gucci's and Prada's is not an easy thing. I give them rights..



The list would go till +-20 but i wont make it long.. I slept 3-4 hours a day not to miss anything and enjoy my best out of the city. Morning time for beach & museums and nights till morning to dance ! Mojitos were tasty and i have met great people, many people all around the world. I especially have to thank Andrea to introduce me to heaps of Catalan people who showed me great hospitality and i dont even mention his hospitality..
And i ve met "someone else" on my return, who i am still to meet but met already..




Bcying is one of the best things about Barcelona, you can take a bike ride some put it on the next corner and take another one whenever you like without worrying about where you parked your bike.. There are bicycle corners in every +-500 meters.. No pollution!



I returned very relaxed and i have no idea how but some kind of inspiration found me and made me speak some Spanish :) + I decided to live in Barcelona for an unknown period of time next year.. You can understand how good the city is from my last sentence..

p.s: not only Barcelona but also the other places i ve visited around were amazing!
and do not forget; traveling alone is a privilege !