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jupiterovprsten · 6 months ago
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La Barceloneta, Barcelona
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liloldthais · 7 days ago
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Barcelona 5/x - Ago/2024
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travelella · 7 months ago
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La Barceloneta, Barcelona, Spain
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jobopa · 1 year ago
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jackiebranc · 1 year ago
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TEMPUS FUGIT VIII Playa de Bogatell / Barcelona
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junosview · 1 month ago
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Barcelona Maciatto Tour
What, you thought I’d do all the tourist stuff about Antoni Gaudi, La Rambla, and all that Barca FC shtick? Think again, it’s in the archives back in March 2019! This was a completely unscheduled visit planned in the airport arrivals, having missed a connection onto Florence! After a tiring day of travelling and improvising, a marina side evening stroll culminated in a visit to the upmarket…
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aestheticdreamssss · 2 years ago
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noticiassomosponce · 2 years ago
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Tirotean una residencia y un vehículo en Barceloneta.
Tirotean una residencia y un vehículo en Barceloneta.
Unos daños por impactos de bala a una residencia y a un vehículo, fueron reportados la mañana de hoy, en la urbanización Sol Naciente, calle Amanecer en Barceloneta.      De acuerdo a la investigación, informa el querellante de 56 años, que escuchó un ruido en horas de la noche de ayer, y en la mañana de hoy, se percató de los daños por impactos de bala en el área de una columna de la marquesina…
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khaotungthanawat · 6 months ago
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Hi! I love your gifs, you always have the best effets and quotes! I was wondering, could you please tell me the name of the fonts you used in this gifset khaotunqs/750026666043195392 Thanks in advance!
hello!! that's so kind of you--thank you! i've been feeling less-than-great about my edits recently, so this was an uplifting message to read. 🩵
now onto the important bit!
here are the fonts that i used for my 'night in my veins' sandray set
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links under the cut!
cheap potatoes
bad brush
hermanoalto unicase
abandon
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la barceloneta
danger agenda
avenir next (the sans serif font used throughout)
hope this is helpful, and happy editing!
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pedripics · 8 months ago
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Pedri via Residency - April 1, 2024
Best Barça player this season? - "Difficult to answer.. I will stick with the young ones, Pau and Lamine"
The kids attitude towards the Champions League? - "Lots of confidence and desire"
There's no specific return date but everything is going very well and he hopes to be back soon
Are you excited for the Champions League? - "Clarooooo"
Do you think Barcelona can win the Champions League this season? - "We are Barça... It's complicated, but of course we can. You always have to fight for all titles."
What did you do today? - "Mainly training... The team had a day off but I can't miss a day."
Is there a language you would like to learn? - "I understand English perfectly, but I have to get better at speaking it"
Do you miss playing for Spain? - "Siiiii... I really wanted to play these last few games but I couldn't. But above all, getting well and finishing on top with Barça."
What do you think will be the UCL final? - "Barça v City, but Barça Madrid wouldn't be bad either 😉"
Do you love your fans? - "What a question... of course! They are the best. Thank you for always being there" Do you read fan's messages on IG? - "Sometimes, but there are a lot"
La Velada Barça Version. Who are you competing against? - "Ferran"
Series recommendation - "Criminal Code"
Favourite goal that you scored? - "the one against Sevilla in La Liga"
How are you mentally? - "Very good, actually. The recovery is going well and I just think about coming back and enjoying myself again."
Pedri or Pedro? - "Pedriiiii" "If they call me Pedri it sounds strange to me"
Favourite cuisine? - "Obviously. Canarian"
Do you think Lamine will be at the EUROs? - "Surely"
Favourite fruit? - "You still don't know? Bananas."
Messi or Ronado? - "Leo without a doubt"
He can't go out in Barcelona a lot because of the fame but he recommends La Sagrada Familia and La Barceloneta
Would you like to win the Ballon d'Or? - "Like everyone else, although it is very difficult. Right now I prefer to think about winning titles with Barça and Spain"
Is Gavi a good driver? - "..."
Your friendship with Gavi? - "Nos llevamos muy bien. No para quieto haha"
Favourite memories with your brother? - "Manyy. He's always been by my side and he always tells me what I'm doing wrong 😂"
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pazdera · 1 year ago
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La Barceloneta, José Antonio Coderch, 1951, Barcelona, ES
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meazalykov · 7 months ago
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redirection II
esmee brugts x barcaplayer!R
last chapter: redirection I
next chapter: redirection III
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walking into my apartment, i shut the door and place my black nike sports bag on the bench in the foyer. there was a light breeze in the kitchen because i left the balcony doors open when i left home this morning.
i didn't want to do anything right now since i had a busy morning. i had to wake up at 6am, eat breakfast, get to ciutat at 8am, complete paperwork and contracts, do medical tests, take pictures for my first day, and have my first training practice with the team.
the excitement in my body wouldn't go away though. barcelona is the best club in the world currently, i had high hopes for this season and just want to contribute to the team.
turning on my phone that was in my back pocket, the time read 1:23pm. well, in europe it's 13:23. however, it would take me a while to get used to that as an american.
i saw a few texts from a phone number i didn't recognize too.
hi y/n!
what time are you free later?
we should go to la selva. it's a restaurant in the city. i haven't been there before but ingrid recommended it :)
i blushed as i remembered the conversation with esmee earlier. i appreciated the idea of going out to eat with her, i want to build bonds with my new teammates the same way i had with my old teammates back in washington.
considering that i've met her today, i couldn't say that i had a crush on her (yet). that would be too fast. however, i thought about her on the drive back to my apartment. i'm excited to spend time with a new friend and teammate.
y/n: esmee!!!!
y/n: i'm free around 17:00/5pm. i have to do some things for my apartment and i'll be ready.
y/n: i just looked up the location to la selva restaurant. it's not too far from my apartment. it's a 6-minute walk from me :)
i added esmee's phone number into my phone as "esmee :)" before i clicked off of imessage to go on instagram. clicking on my notifications, i saw "esmeebrugts followed you 5d" meaning that she followed me five days ago.
going on her profile, i see that some of my friends back in america follow her and she follows a couple of them back. everyone kind of knows each other in this sport so i am not surprised.
i don't go on instagram when i am not posting, so i felt bad when i saw that she followed five days ago. i followed her back immediately.
s/n went back to america earlier with our mom and i miss her already. we walked on the barceloneta beach before dinner last night, celebrating my new life in spain. she took pictures of me and i feel happy enough to post them on instagram.
(pretend this is you in the pictures)
y/n.l/n
barcelona, catalunya, españa
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loving barcelona already 🌞💙
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malpugh obsessed with you 🥹
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when i told esmee that i had to do things for my apartment before the dinner, i wasn't lying. throughout the past week i've been decorating my apartment so it felt like home. i know it will take a while to get used to this place, since i am across the atlantic ocean in a new country away from my old home.
three hours had passed and i've finished completing everything for my apartment. i picked up my phone from the coffee table and the time read 4:12pm/16:12. i saw i've received 5 text messages from different people:
esmee :) 2hrs ago: la selva isn't far from me as well, see you at 17:00!
trinity r 2hrs ago: heyy girl! how's barcelona?
emily f 2hrs ago: sent 2 tiktok attachments you at camp 😭💀
unknown number: hi its ingrid!
the first person i texted back is ingrid, i gave her my number before she left training earlier with mapi. i changed her contact name to just "ingrid e".
y/n: hi ingrid!
i texted trinity back as well, saying that barcelona is great and asked her how she's doing back in washington. i reacted to esmee's message with a like and emily's with the "haha" reaction.
i had about 45 minutes until i had to meet esmee at la selva, so i quickly went into my bedroom and changed into a different outfit than what i had on this morning.
deciding to do my usual hairstyle (imagine whatever you want, reader <3), i placed on a bit of brow gel, concealer, mascara, blush, and lip balm as part of my makeup routine. i constantly checked the time on my phone, making sure that i am not late to meeting esmee. i promise this obsession over the time just isn't due to my interest in her; with friends i'll try not to disrespect their time by being late to an event.
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after putting on my outfit (photo above^), I checked the time and it's finally 4:45/16:45. i grabbed my purse, put on my sandals, made sure to lock my apartment door, and followed my phone gps towards la selva.
stepping outside, the warm weather with the nice breeze made me smile. my white oversized button-up shirt flowed with the soft breeze. usually, my social anxiety would plague my thoughts about hanging out with someone new in my life. i used to feel shaky and hesitant about these situations. however, i promised myself that i would be more open with others once i came to spain.
i turned the corner away from my street, heading to walk straight for about a quarter of a mile. suddenly, i saw a group of girls. one girl had box braids with a nice orange sundress on. another girl was a redhead with freckles, wearing a pair of jean shorts with a green shirt. the third girl, who was closest to a restaurant door they were standing out of, was a brunette and wore a 22/23 barcelona kit with a pair of light-washed jeans. these girls were a few years younger than me, if i had to guess.
when the girl in the barcelona shirt saw me walk by her, she gasped before coming up behind me and tapping me on the shoulder. i didn't walk past her to ignore her, i figured that since i'm new to barcelona i wouldn't be recognizable yet.
"are you y/n l/n? you look so pretty in person. sorry i- um- wow i am such a fan of your talent." the shy girl spoke with a spanish accent. i smiled at her as her two friends stood behind her, looking at me with admiration too.
"thank you so much! i appreciate your kind words." i responded.
the girl pulled out her blue-cased iphone to give to her friend, "can i take a picture with you?" she asked. i responded yes kindly.
after taking pics with the three girls, i continued to walk to the restaurant. turning onto the street where la selva was, i heard my imessage notification go off in my back pocket.
i clicked on my lock button to see that i received a text message from esmee. the time is currently 4:57/16:57. the restaurant is in view from where i am walking so i wasn't late.
esmee: i am here! i got us a table already so i am inside.
y/n: i am right outside. heading in now :)
as i approached the restaurant, i stopped and took a deep breath as my nerves started to increase in unfamiliarity. my social anxiety won't ruin this potential friendship i want to have.
i smiled in awe when entering the steakhouse. the place has beautiful lighting, nice vinery, and was pretty spacious. there was nobody up front at the hostess station, so i continued to walk into the restaurant to find esmee.
as i turned the corner, i saw the dutch girl sitting. she had her familiar braids with her back facing towards me. she's looking down towards her lap so i know she is on her phone.
if i knew her well enough, i would've scared her from behind. a "boo!" could've been funny. oh well, next time i will.
"esmee!!!" i said, going to sit down in the seat across from hers. the chairs in the restaurant were hanging from the roof, the whole area was pretty.
"y/n hey!" esmee clicked off of her phone and placed it upward on the table. i placed my bag in the chair beside my left leg before i fully acknowledged esmee's appearance.
i cannot deny it. i found her attractive since seeing her at training this morning. she had this shy and sweet aura to her. don't get me started on her adorable smile…
she wore a black nike hoodie and had on a nice gold necklace. i can't see her pants from below the table, but i believe i saw black cargos when walking towards her from behind.
"i'm sorry i am a little late, a fan recognized me and asked me for a photograph." i giggled. i knew i didn't have to apologize because it was exactly 5:00/17:00 when i arrived, i just hoped that she didn't wait long.
"it's totally okay! i just sat down when i saw your message about you being outside." esmee responded. the dutch accent when she speaks english is pulling me in, emotionally, as i look at her with a smile.
be cool, y/n. i thought to myself.
"okay that's good. i didn't want to keep you waiting." i commented.
"you're fine, no worries… so i see a fan recognized you already." esmee said with her recognizable smile.
i laughed lightly and was going to respond until a waitress came up to our table.
"hi, i'm maria, i will be your server tonight. can i get you started with any drinks?" the brunette, who had french braids in her hair, smiled at us.
i looked at esmee, seeing if she wanted to answer what she wanted first. she nodded her head at me, offering for me to go first. we nearly laughed before i said to maria, "i'll just take a water." esmee wanted the same thing and maria smirked at us before walking away.
"yeah, a fan did recognize me. she had on a pedri shirt and stared at me walking by her before she stopped me for a picture. she had her friends with her and they were so kind." i said.
esmee nodded her head, "that's good. i'm glad they were kind to you."
"same, the last thing i need for the end of my first week in spain is a mean person coming at me." i shook my head at the possible thought.
"have you had any fan interactions here since tuesday?" i asked esmee. it's monday today so esmee arrived in barcelona before i did.
"i had a few actually. a few oranje fans saw me and asked for a picture. i went to mexico with the team for a friendly on thursday and was able to meet more fans there too." esmee commented. the barcelona team had a friendly in mexico against club america from what i saw on their instagram pages. my contract wasn't signed until a few days ago, when they came back to barcelona, so i wasn't able to go.
"you're so lucky! how was mexico?" i smiled.
esmee looked up, thinking about her few days for the club america friendly, before looking back at me with a smile.
"mexico was fun. we didn't walk around or do much. however, i saw an old teammate from psv that plays at club america so that was nice. uh… it was nerve-wracking too." esmee said.
"i understand, it was your first time playing with the team. friendly or not. being nervous and excited is normal." i validated her feelings.
"that's true. i did good in mexico so the worry was for nothing." esmee lightly laughed as i looked at her with a blush.
maria came by with our waters and asked what we wanted to eat. realizing that we spent most of our time talking instead of looking at the menu, we asked for a few extra minutes. the waitress accepted it and smiled before walking away, giving us time.
esmee and i looked through the menus deciding what we wanted. most of the menu was in spanish, so we had to flip to the english part of the menu. while looking through the menu, esmee and i didn't talk. the silence between us wasn't awkward since there was a nice jazz song playing throughout the restaurant.
"have you ever had salmon?" i asked esmee. the girl looked at me with a smile before nodding. i smiled back before saying, "i never had salmon before. the salmon with pineapple and avocado sounds good though."
"you never had salmon before? you should try it, it's good." esmee said as she looked back at her menu.
"okay, i'll try that." i closed the menu and placed it in front of me on the table. esmee looked at the menu for a couple of more seconds before closing it as well, "i'm going to get the same thing." she smiled.
"copy cat." i joked.
"i am not copying you… you just have good taste." esmee rolled her eyes playfully which made me laugh.
"i'm just kidding es. you can copy me as much as you want to without me feeling annoyed." i smiled before freaking out internally, "oh my god, i hope she didn't take that as flirting. i don't want to freak her out already." i thought. my face still had a smile and esmee lightly laughed so i dropped the thought.
after maria came back and we ordered our food, esmee and i took the opportunity to talk a lot more. we discussed our soccer/futbol journey before coming to barcelona, our families, our upcoming game with madrid cff, and our love for video games. we have a lot in common.
the dutch girl never mentioned having a girlfriend while she talked about the people close in her life, i took note of that.
maria came back with our food around 45 minutes after we ordered. esmee and i didn't talk much as we had our food but it's okay. again, the silence wasn't painful or awkward to me. other conversations from people around us and the light music kept my mind occupied.
i didn't want to stare at esmee, since that would be weird for our first time hanging out, but she looked so pretty. sometimes when i looked at her, she already looked at me with a shy smile. this made me blush, she noticed it but didn't say anything.
the check came back and the price wasn't expensive at all. esmee and i forgot to ask if we could split the check but we didn't want to bother Maria who is helping with other tables.
"I can pay for it!" I said as I placed my silver credit card on top of the receipt on the table.
esmee shook her head no as she placed her credit card on top of the receipt, handing me my card back.
"I offered to take you here so it's on me." the dutch said. she wasn't lying but i didn't want to make her feel obligated to pay for my food when i can.
"yeah but-"
"y/n, it's okay." esmee spoke softly before Maria took her card and walked away. I blushed knowing that I couldn't debate with the girl.
"okay but next time I am paying."
"there's going to be a next time?" esmee teased, her eyes filled with admiration.
"oh absolutely!" I said enjoying her company.
Next Chapter: Redirection III
a/n: long chapter, hope you enjoyed :)
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spacespheal · 1 month ago
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Inktober day 6: Mozus Trein // Vell del Mar
Vell del mar (Sea's Oldman) is a myth from Barcelona. Before the industralization of the city, there was always an old man walking around Mar Bella's beach. He always wore the same old clothes that smelled like the sea, wore no shoes and his white hair and beard were unkept. He never started conversations with anybody, but said hello to whoever he crossed paths with. Often times he would speak to and help out the fishermen who lived near Maians isle, which is nowadays the neighborhood of la Barceloneta.
The few people who had spoken with him told he was a very nice and wise man who knew the secrets both of the land and the sea, and that he was also able to speak to fish and gulls. But what even fewer people knew was that at night, the old man threw himself into the sea where his body covered itself with silver scales, his hair and beard with green algae and white sea shells.
Unfortunetely, when the Industrial Revolution came, the old man never went back to Barcelona as he felt like the city was turning its back to nature.
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no-passaran · 2 months ago
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O sigui, que l'organització d'aquesta cursa porta anys mentint i falsificant dades a propòsit un cop rere l'altre, descaradament, per aconseguir que li donin excepcions d'impostos i diner públic.
Una multa seria el mínim que els hauria de caure, compensar una mica tot el mal que han fet a totes aquestes ciutats. Per ser justos i seguir la llei, també tocaria presó. Però per algun motiu, em sembla que no arribarà ni una ni l'altre 🤦
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random-brushstrokes · 1 year ago
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Santiago Rusiñol - Lavanderas de la Barceloneta (ca. 1889–1890)
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jupiterovprsten · 1 year ago
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La Barceloneta
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