One thing I try to focus on when going through a difficult time is The Beautiful Moment. Usually, that moment comes in the form of nature, food, family, or friends. On really rough days though The Beautiful Moment may just be sleep, and that’s OK too.
Thus, despite the roadblocks, the blooming flowers brought me peace today–as did the fresh French bread I bought at the bakery. It was so hot it hurt to hold it pressed against my side. Of course, the entire loaf–all twelve plus inches of it–was gone within an hour. I can’t resist fresh bread and, all of a sudden, I can’t resist snapping pictures. Like yesterday, roll over the pictures for captions. Not all pictures are captioned though. Some speak for themselves.
He that rests, loses.
Sorry, the photo got cut off! It says the following: repression doesn’t frighten me, your indifference terrifies me.
It’s lamentable (I lament) that my fight collapses your traffic (causes traffic jams), but your indifference collapses my country. Join the fight!
I’m struggling to translate this sign. I think it says I don’t want a dictator that’s equal to a Cuban.
This sign is a slight play on words since the last letter in carnival (carnaval in Spanish) and the first letter in to fight in Spanish are the same (luchar). It’s basically saying that instead of having a traditional carnival with parties they’re fighting for their country instead.
All of us are affected: insecurity, scarcity, inflation, a divided and totalitarian government
While we fight you what? 18F = 18th of February
The “beach” in my neighborhood if you can’t make it to the real one for the Carnaval holiday.
It’s lamentable (I lament) that my fight collapses your traffic (causes traffic jams), but your indifference collapses my country.