Friday, March 25, 2011

Mind The Gap::: Rockstar

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If you're ever in this area and want to randomly meet me, the best thing you could do would be to find a computer, go online, check out mtgband.com and see when they are playing a show.
Chances are, if they're there, I'm there.



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Mind The Gap and I first met at a show they played in Bilbao on Thanksgiving Day 2009. I had met with a group of German girls and we hung out for a while just enjoying the show. I brought my camera and took about a million shots from every possible angle. I guess I got their attention, because when the show was over they came and introduced themselves. We started talking and as they say "the rest is history". I've been shooting their shows ever since. If you're curious, feel free to check them out here.
So here's a few pictures of "my boys" rockin' it out!

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Guest star!!
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Friday, March 18, 2011

"Roman Ruin Lemonade"



I need to be honest: whenever I leave the US I really miss it. This is no secret. Many of my closest friends live there, and I always have so many amazing travel opportunities when I go. I just love it. I also love living in Spain (except for the crazy weather) but I always get anxious whenever the last days of my US visits finally start to roll in. This, again, is no secret. In fact, my friends in Spain start emailing me at about that time to make sure that I am coming back home. These rules predictably applied to my last US visit, in fact... personal reasons just made me even more anxious.

It is fair to say that the first couple of days I was back home I wasn't at the greatest point of my life. I was jetlagged, exhausted, with thousands of photos to edit, and months behind on this lovely blog. I very quickly started pining for my lost summer love: a.k.a. the lazy days at the beach, the ridiculous rapping attempts in Chicago, and the overall fun in Las Vegas. -Sigh-

Fact of life: Whenever I start complaining my mom is quick to say "When life gives you lemons, make lemonade". Its one of those things I grew up hearing all the time, along with "If you don't have something nice to say, don't say anything at all." I will even admit to once buying a pin that read "When life gives you lemons, squeeze them in people's eyes" but hilarious as I still find that line, I am proud to say that attitude is now gone. These days I really try to see the positive side of things as often as I can, and this was definitely one of those times where I had to make the extra effort. So here it goes: I was sitting in Spain, missing the US like crazy, when I had the opportunity to do something you can't do in the US by going on an outing with my church to see some roman ruins. So I took it.

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The day was cold and rainy, and the ruins weren't exactly the Colosseum I was expecting, but we went out, we got wet, we spent 7 hours in a car together, and we had a great time. Did you see that mom? I made lemonade. :)


Saturday, March 5, 2011

Adventures In Virginia::: Walk With Marleigh



Back in Virginia for a few days I got to spend some time with my great friends Craig and Renee. Whenever I get to go to the DC area I always find time to hang out with them for a bit and they get to do fun things like pick me up from the airport, run errands together, and more importantly have "Grey's Anatomy/Strawberry Margarita" night. OK, so Craig didn't actually join in watching the show, but he did check in every once in a while to see how we were doing. I am a sucker for a good tv drama, and admittedly us girls can take that show a little too seriously! "Seriously? Seriously!" ;)

Other than that, let's not forget about Marleigh, their sweet little girl. Let me tell you, I have a blast chasing her around with or without a camera in hand. During my visit one day we all decided to go take a walk around Roosevelt Island. Of course I couldn't help but bring the camera along and snatch a million shots of the little princess. She is such a friendly one, warmed up to the camera almost immediately (wish I knew more adults like her!) and we definitely bonded over making funny faces in the back of the car and sharing french fries! Haha. What a cutie! :)

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Apparently we were walking right under a patch of sky that led straight to Dulles International Airport, because every 2 minutes or so there was a big commercial airplane flying across the sky directly above us. I've always had a thing for taking pictures of planes (or at least attempting to do so) and thought some of them turned out pretty good. As I looked up into the big blue summer sky, I couldn't keep the thought from entering my mind. In just a few days I would be the one inside a gigantic plane and on my way back across the Atlantic. Summer, where did you go?

Friday, March 4, 2011

Last Adventures::: Going Home



After a couple days visiting friends, editing, and doing last minute errands and phone calls, it was time for me to hop on a plane and go back home. I had spent my last night in Virginia at a friend's house and was meeting my mom in Fairfax for lunch with her before catching my flight. It's kind of a funny thing, but my mom and I bought our flights two months apart (I actually bought both, since she goes crazy trying to figure out online flights) and it ended up being that she was arriving the day before I was leaving. I hadn't seen her in 3 months, and so we decided that since she wouldn't be back in Spain for another couple weeks we should meet up. Shortly after I met her I realized that I had left my MacBook Pro's battery charger back at my friend's house. Consequently, the time we were supposed to spend together catching up we spent having a very quick lunch, repacking, and driving over to get that charger. Complete with a GPS going crazy on the way to the airport at the very beginning of rush hour traffic. Typical.

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Fortunately we did have a tiny window of time to talk in between all that, but not much. I got to Dulles International Airport and picked up my last order of Starbucks and Nicholas Sparks "The Last Song" and happily made it to my gate as my section was already boarding the plane. I will admit that it makes me feel slightly idiotic when I am clearly barely making my flight and I am passing all those other passengers who are already in their assigned seats, carry-on items neatly stored in the overhead compartment, and I am walking around trying not to hit people with my rolling bag, my laptop case, AND carrying a fresh order of starbucks in one hand. I know they're judging me, but it's going to be a long flight and I couldn't care less! Haha. I got to Madrid where I had to wait for my connecting flight and was welcomed by a beautiful sunrise.

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By then it was already 7 am and I'd been traveling for roughly 12 hours, so when I got to my gate I sat on the floor, "stole" an outlet, and tried to get a little work done. I swear sometimes I think I should be a member of "Workaholics Anonymous." Fortunately I didn't get to work too hard because a friend called and we talked until I was on the plane and the flight attendant was giving me the "this-plane-is-already-on-the-runway-and-you-are-still-talking-on-the-phone look." Whoops! :P Anyway, I hung up, the plane took off, and roughly 45 minutes later I was in Bilbao. I stood on the curb for about an hour waiting for my dad to pick me up, and it happened to be directly opposite a construction site. I guess I was trying to stay awake while listening to happy music because I was definitely "holding in" the dancing. I also guess I am really bad at it because before I knew it the construction workers on the other side of the road also started dancing! So what do I do? Stop holding in the dancing, of course! Secret's out, better have fun with it, right?! I guess by that point my brain had somehow related the construction workers to those passengers on the plane, because again, I couldn't care less. I danced a happy dance until my family came to meet me.

"Welcome home, Adina."

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