First morning

I stepped outside at 8:45 in the morning. Outside, the streets are alive with people. The first thing I notice are the children – the streets were filled with little ones going to school. As I closed the door behind me and stepped onto the street, two little Pakistani girls walk by accompanied by their mother; the girls were singing Barça´s anthem as loud as they could. I smile as their childish “Barça! Barça!” recede into the distance. Welcome to the Raval.


Author: guerson

Food-obsessed historian and knitter.

3 thoughts on “First morning”

  1. Ah, desculpe! Sim, linha 1. Mas de metrô é um pulo menina…rssss…vc sai do metrô e dá de cara com a rua, bem pertinho.

    Você mora no Raval?


  2. Oi Bruna,
    Estamos gostando bastante. Conhecíamos um pouco pelas visitar que fazíamos a amigos que vivem no bairro mas é claro que morar num lugar é bem diferente de visitá-lo.
    Gosto da diversidade encontrada no Raval. Pena que tenho que passar o dia todo no arquivo senao aproveitaria muito mais ;)

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