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    nature: by myspain, Views[196]
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         		 ...watching the world trough the reflections of the wet floor.: by javierugarte, Views[237]
         		 The evening arrives and, given the location of the citadel, it becomes something like a crossroad for everyone going back home at the end of a long working day. Fatigue makes everybody seek refuge under his umbrella. Again, no smiles, no faces. Just ghosts floating over the ground.: by javierugarte, Views[313]
     
    Few hours later the city is now a noisy and hostile creature and the citadel is the only place where you can run without worrying what comes into your lungs... provided you can face the snow and gelid air.: by javierugarte, Views[304]
         		 The ugly weather keeps the people outside the walls that surround the citadel. There is no place to protect yourself from rain and snow but if you cross the big wooden doors you'll find yourself far away from the hustle and bustle of the city in a few steps.: by javierugarte, Views[297]
         		 Before the city wakes up, a few silent shadows start to move at the surroundings of the citadel. They do not say a word and look at you suspiciously. The only things you can hear are their steps, the dogs sniffing the ground and the wind whistling when passing trough the branches of the trees.: by javierugarte, Views[365]
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         		 That´s why we always have to smile to the life...Be happy!: by islascanarias, Views[183]
     
    and never give up although you have made mistakes...Be brave and selfconfident!: by islascanarias, Views[341]
         		 Even in the most simple or common things... Be curious and creative!: by islascanarias, Views[290]
         		 In this world there are amazing places and things to see...Be an adventurer!: by islascanarias, Views[498]
         		 The last step. // Bullfighting is culmination of the festival embodying all its contrasts. Here two meets, but there can be only one. It has lots of opponents around the world and exactly in Spain. But each afternoon of 9-day blood marathon Pamplona bullring (one of the largest on global map) gains about 19 000 people. : by cristinedelamer, Views[275]
         		 The flow of life. // Bullrunning (Encierro) makes torero from any ordinary man and sleepless paparazzi from any journalist (to get the best part of a fence photographers take places from 3 a.m. though run starts at 8 a.m.). Run lasts about 1-2 minutes only, but memories won’t easily be erased. No matter where you run – in front or behind. Exaltation overfills all the viewers and runners except the bulls. As for them it’s the death race (bulls run to the ring to be killed during the bullfight). : by cristinedelamer, Views[268]
     
    Two men are waiting for the beginning of the bullrunning. One that looks outwardly calm is reading morning newspaper telling about several yesterday runners were knocked down by furious bulls. // Every festive morning hundreds of people wearing traditional white clothes and red scarves gather on the old narrow street. All of them bring newspapers. To read and distract their minds form fear. And to hit fearlessly 12 bulls that will run with them to the bullring soon. : by cristinedelamer, Views[207]
         		 A sad man was attacked with truncheon by Zaldiko (one of the main festival’s characters usually running after children on the streets). Now he laughs reminding his childhood. // Here you are lost in the mob and you’re in the bosom of your family at the same time. San Fermin never cares about age, gender or nationality. Here you can find the whole pallete of affection and chose what you wish. : by cristinedelamer, Views[326]
         		 Two friends recognized each other on the crowded street during Giants and Big-heads parade in Sanfermines. // Extremely popular summer Festival of San Fermin makes Pamplona unrecognizable. It dresses this ordinary Spanish city in bloody colors of madness and you hardly guess that it is the same place you saw yesterday. : by cristinedelamer, Views[662]
         		 Dance me to the end of love: by ljuba, Views[232]
         		 Not easy to stay calm.: by ljuba, Views[237]
     
    The lonely dancer!: by ljuba, Views[218]
         		 The unusual couple. : by ljuba, Views[261]
         		 1-After the defense of my Master degree, I needed to be alone in order to rediscover me. So I went to Barcelona and, from all the places I visited, the sacred places carried the peace that I was looking for. The “Sagrada Família” was the first place that I visited. The three Kings always had a huge meaning for me, representing the faith that everyone needs in life.: by filipalegre, Views[641]
         		 4-Among various footpaths of Montserrat, I chose the Saint Michael’s pathway. Not for any special reason but because the boy I met on the plane was called Michael and had asked me to pray for him. I ended up finding S. Michael on the road, warning that from there the path would not have kerbside. Coincidence or not, on the return trip by plane I met another person with the same name, Michael.: by filipalegre, Views[571]
         		 5-Finally, this was the last picture I took before the battery was over, almost arriving at the viewpoint of S. Michael. It was impossible achieve the viewpoint, with such strong wind, or to change the battery in that place without kerbsides. The two girls in the picture turned back very quickly concerned with the wind.: by filipalegre, Views[653]
     
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