It's hard to believe that prior to the 1992 Olympic Games, the Barceloneta district of Barcelona was one of the least desirable areas of the city - a noxious industrial zone which had been dubbed 'The Catalan Manchester'. But thankfully the coastal winds of change did finally blow, and before you could say 'pass me my gold medal' the neglected area was transformed into the bustling Barceloneta beach front and one of the city's foremost attractions.
Even if you're not 'a beach person' it is well worth riding the metro to Barceloneta, as this particular sea front is as about as colourful human circus as you'll encounter here in Catalonia. Apart from the obvious pleasures of swimming in the Mediterranean, sunbathing on the sand or taking a stroll along the Passeig Maritim you'll find tonnes of things to see and do. For a start there's Rebecca Horn's quirky monument 'Homenatge a la Barceloneta' to check out...


...taken by the Homenatge a la Barceloneta monument at the Barceloneta beach...

Barcelona, Spain...

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Designed by French architect Christian de Portzamparc, the Philharmonie (Salle de Concerts Grande-Duchesse Joséphine- Charlotte) is one of the landmarks of the Place de l’Europe in Luxembourg. Its columns encompass three concert halls, with a varying seating capacity ranging from 120 to 1,500.

The artistic programme of the Hall covers a large spectrum of classical and contemporary music, including jazz, world music and children’s concerts.

Moreover, this cultural institution is home to the Orchestre Philharmonique du Luxembourg.


...taken at Place de L'Europe...

Luxembourg City, Luxembourg...

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I love the thought of abandon houses. I love the thought of plantation homes of the Deep South. I love the thought of an old log cabin. I love the thought of a castle. And I love the thought of old Western ranch homes. Essentially I love the thought of any place that I think has the potential for an adventure, a hidden room or lots of history. Places to hide your gold. Places to hide from the Indians. Places to store valuables from greedy relations. Places for future generations to find.

I want to explore these places. I want to find their secrets. Their dungeons. Their hidden staircases. Their secret closets.

I pretend and dream. And sometimes when its dark outside and the wind is howling I walk up the stairs. Pop. Squeak. Crrrreeeeek. Sometimes I wish I had a flashlight. Sometimes I wonder what's waiting for me at the top of the stairs. Will someone jump out? Will I fall through the floor? Alas, its only my house. And I know where the lightswitch is when I reach the top of the stairs. But sometime, sometime, that story might be different. I have prepared myself mentally. An abandoned house. A dreary castle. A lone log cabin. Those buildings call my name...

(Sophie)


...taken at the Energy Museum section of SantralIstanbul...

Istanbul, Turkey...

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And it came to pass at midnight that the Lord struck all the firstborn in the land of Egypt, from the firstborn of Pharaoh who sat on his throne to the firstborn of the captive who was in the dungeon, and all the firstborn of livestock. So Pharaoh rose in the night, he, all his servants, and all the Egyptians; and there was a great cry in Egypt, for there was not a house where there was not one dead. Then he called for Moses and Aaron by night, and said, “Rise, go out from among my people, both you and the children of Israel. And go, serve the Lord as you have said. Also take your flocks and your herds, as you have said, and be gone; and bless me also.” And the Egyptians urged the people, that they might send them out of the land in haste. For they said, “We shall all be dead.” So the people took their dough before it was leavened, having their kneading bowls bound up in their clothes on their shoulders. Now the children of Israel had done according to the word of Moses, and they had asked from the Egyptians articles of silver, articles of gold, and clothing. And the Lord had given the people favor in the sight of the Egyptians, so that they granted them what they requested. Thus they plundered the Egyptians. Then the children of Israel journeyed from Rameses to Succoth, about six hundred thousand men on foot, besides children. A mixed multitude went up with them also, and flocks and herds—a great deal of livestock. And they baked unleavened cakes of the dough which they had brought out of Egypt; for it was not leavened, because they were driven out of Egypt and could not wait, nor had they prepared provisions for themselves...

(Exodus 12:29-15:27)


...taken on the Long Walk...

Windsor, United Kingdom...

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What can wash away my sin?
Nothing but the blood of Jesus;
What can make me whole again?
Nothing but the blood of Jesus.
Oh! precious is the flow
That makes me white as snow;
No other fount I know,
Nothing but the blood of Jesus...

(Robert Lowry)

...taken at Hazreti Omer Tekke on Laylat al-Qadr - night of destiny...


Ayios Epiktitos, Cyprus...

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