Bridge to the other side of the city. If you don't need to go that way, hardly ever does one cross the bridge. On a slow Sunday, we went to the other side and turned right back around because it was very gloomy.
My petite kitchenette. I know how to work the gas stove, but the oven is slightly broken. Every time I've had to cook something in the oven, I've used the oven at my friends house. Last night, I taught them how to make eggplant covered with bread crumbs and lemon with rice.
This is the plaza where I normally go to catch the last rays of sun and warm up. There are A LOT of coffee shops, bars, restaurants, book stores, boutiques, etc around the area. The university is about a block from here.
Isabella and I were freezing one afternoon and decided to go sit at the plaza in the sun and get some cafe con leche to go and split a chocolate bizcocho. It was absolutely delicious and worth the view of the plaza. I wish I could do this with all my friends and family in the states.
This photo was taken from my terrace. I live on the 5th floor, so all I have to do is walk up a few steps and open the door to the terrace. There is a plaza right next to my building that has a stand selling magazines, papers, etc and the Salzillo museum right across the street.
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