snakes and ladders

Whether I’m walking, running or riding to my Bikram Yoga class, I zig zag my way across the board map of Barcelona. A roll of the dice sends me tumbling or climbing, a snake down, a ladder home; a Carrer del here, a Gran Via there, a Passeig perhaps; exploring my home for the month, my next cafe solo, my next baguette.

I’m loving the city layout, each intersection framed by buildings with chopped corners, housing the many bars, cafes and shops that keep the local vibe alive.