{"id":634,"date":"2009-07-28T12:40:43","date_gmt":"2009-07-28T18:40:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/peterstenhouse.com\/journal\/?p=634"},"modified":"2024-04-26T05:29:41","modified_gmt":"2024-04-26T11:29:41","slug":"barcelona-to-bratislava","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.peterstenhouse.com\/journal\/barcelona-to-bratislava\/","title":{"rendered":"Barcelona to Bratislava"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-635\" title=\"_mg_0577_bratislavamusic\" src=\"http:\/\/peterstenhouse.com\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/07\/_mg_0577_bratislavamusic.jpg\" alt=\"_mg_0577_bratislavamusic\" width=\"673\" height=\"700\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.peterstenhouse.com\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/07\/_mg_0577_bratislavamusic.jpg 961w, https:\/\/www.peterstenhouse.com\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/07\/_mg_0577_bratislavamusic-288x300.jpg 288w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 673px) 100vw, 673px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>four hours later. I am woken by drunks come to watch the sunrise. So I leave and pedal to the beach, where the party is still going at half six. People swim naked in the dawn, stroll along the promenade, or lying where they have fallen in the sand. I make coffee, and share it with a french girl, Lis, who wanted to talk travel after emerging from a beach side club as the sun comes up.<br \/>\nShort cycle around the city, before disassembling Rose in the bus terminal, nervously watching my belongings. And then, soon I am landing in Slovakia, arranging my panniers, and piecing my beloved back together. Its cooler here, in temperature and mood. Somehow its more restrained, maybe cleaner, or maybe its just sunday. But its dignified by the strains of violin playing through the streets.<\/p>\n<div id='gallery-1' class='gallery galleryid-634 gallery-columns-3 gallery-size-thumbnail'><figure class='gallery-item'>\n\t\t\t<div class='gallery-icon portrait'>\n\t\t\t\t<a href='https:\/\/www.peterstenhouse.com\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/07\/_mg_0577_bratislavamusic.jpg'><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" src=\"https:\/\/www.peterstenhouse.com\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/07\/_mg_0577_bratislavamusic-150x150.jpg\" class=\"attachment-thumbnail size-thumbnail\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a>\n\t\t\t<\/div><\/figure><figure class='gallery-item'>\n\t\t\t<div class='gallery-icon landscape'>\n\t\t\t\t<a href='https:\/\/www.peterstenhouse.com\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/07\/_mg_0430_dawnbarcelona.jpg'><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" src=\"https:\/\/www.peterstenhouse.com\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/07\/_mg_0430_dawnbarcelona-150x150.jpg\" class=\"attachment-thumbnail size-thumbnail\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a>\n\t\t\t<\/div><\/figure><figure class='gallery-item'>\n\t\t\t<div class='gallery-icon portrait'>\n\t\t\t\t<a href='https:\/\/www.peterstenhouse.com\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/07\/_mg_0431_dawnbarcelona.jpg'><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" src=\"https:\/\/www.peterstenhouse.com\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/07\/_mg_0431_dawnbarcelona-150x150.jpg\" class=\"attachment-thumbnail size-thumbnail\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a>\n\t\t\t<\/div><\/figure><figure class='gallery-item'>\n\t\t\t<div class='gallery-icon landscape'>\n\t\t\t\t<a href='https:\/\/www.peterstenhouse.com\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/07\/_mg_0433_sagradafamilia.jpg'><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" src=\"https:\/\/www.peterstenhouse.com\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/07\/_mg_0433_sagradafamilia-150x150.jpg\" class=\"attachment-thumbnail size-thumbnail\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a>\n\t\t\t<\/div><\/figure>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>four hours later. I am woken by drunks come to watch the sunrise. So I leave and pedal to the beach, where the party is still going at half six. People swim naked in the dawn, stroll along the promenade, or lying where they have fallen in the sand. I make coffee, and share it [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":635,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.peterstenhouse.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/634"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.peterstenhouse.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.peterstenhouse.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.peterstenhouse.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.peterstenhouse.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=634"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.peterstenhouse.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/634\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":830,"href":"https:\/\/www.peterstenhouse.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/634\/revisions\/830"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.peterstenhouse.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/635"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.peterstenhouse.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=634"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.peterstenhouse.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=634"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.peterstenhouse.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=634"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}