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Went out for an afternoon walk and tea with a friend yesterday. Here's a view of the Alhambra from a little plaza in which we stopped.


So I used to think that the weather was the Most Boring Topic On Earth. Adults discussed it all the time. I disgusted it. (hah) We vowed as children to Never be so boring. Guess what? I talk about the weather now. This brings me to the awkward place of either admitting that 1. its not so boring after all, or 2. I have become a lame adult and must seek some form of immaturity to counterbalance this terrible fact. Okay, maybe not, but it also leads one to similar thoughts on slightly more important issues. Take my college idealism, for example. We rode our bikes around everywhere, lived on about 10-20 (high end) dollars for food a week, shared cramped spaces with lots of people and tried to avoid the acquistion of material objects. And if acquired, they were probably from the street, the dumpster, the thrift store or a friend. At some point, though, I will probably have my own (or with a husband/family, but lets not get ahead of ourselves here) flat/house, a car, too many material objects, etc. Where is the balance to holding on to those "ideals of youth" (if I may) and "growing up?" Some things I will just come to realize don't make sense anymore in a certain era of my life. But there's part of me that says, yeah, but they COULD still apply, you're just allowing yourself to let them go. hmm...
On a completely unrelated note, I've been getting really yummy green/red peppers in the frutería below my house. They're quite huge and very sweet and juicy. And cheap. Like tangerines... anyway. I was inspired to take a picture the other day. enjoy.