Toot your horn.
Trumpet and old-fashioned accents playing around inside the restroom at Taco Perla in San Diego’s North Park.
Nostalgia on display in Barcelona. Vintage bullfighting poster at Museu Tauri.
The calm before a fight.
Inside the bull ring at Museu Tauri in Barcelona.
Butterflies before my first lecture.
A studio inside St. Petersburg State University.
My entry for the Weekly Photo Challenge: Threshold.
My entry for this week’s Travel Theme: Architecture.
If I wanted to see any photos of me in St. Petersburg, I had to get creative. I took advantage of the huge mirrors inside the Mariinsky Theatre for this shot with my Droid X.
I’m also ready to travel again! I have a never-ending “to do” list for our Barcelona trip. I’m doing the thumbs up/thumbs down process with my mental wardrobe. My bedtime reading: Lonely Planet Guidebook to Barcelona.
I also want to straighten out the moving box jungle inside my home office before I step on the plane at SFO. It may sound ambitious. I think I can do it.
Soon, I’ll be updating this blog with photos from Spain.
Inside the Hermitage in St. Petersburg, Russia.
I taught a journalism class at St. Petersburg State University a couple of years ago. I had a blast and I would love to go back. I posted more photos and observations on my travel photo blog: eurotrip.queenkv.org.
This is my entry for today’s Photo Sunday Challenge: Colorful.
La vie en rose? I kept it simple for Happy Hour on my Friday. Other people called it Wednesday or “Hump Day.” I called it the start of my weekend.
Yesterday, I enjoyed French red wine, a salmon sandwich and a good book at Cafe du Soleil in San Francisco.
I watched dogs walk their humans or chase after them on their bicycles. I saw a dad teaching his kids how to ride bikes by the intersection. Another guy blew-up at a couple down the street. Heads swiveled from cafe patrons and pedestrians when his cursing got louder.
This wine bar in the Haight reminded me of my favorite French bistro in St. Petersburg, Russia.
Les Amis De Jean-Jacques near Bolshoy pr reminded me of other bistros in Paris.
[By Andrea James]
Even though it felt like the first day of winter in San Francisco, I wanted to enjoy my wine outside and read Gopnik’s “Paris to the Moon.” I just wrapped up my 8-day work week and I think I’m getting over my cold.
Time to celebrate the weekend.