Hello from Cordoba
May. 23rd, 2005 09:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dangermousieAm in Cordoba. Am in love.
The city is like nothing I have ever seen before: crooked narrow streets (when a moped drives by, it is a major event), tiles everywhere, sun baking the buildings even more sandy yellow than they are already, and flowers, flowers everywhere.
One feels as if Maimonides just stepped around the corner, and the place where we had tea out of thin blue cups with an intricate script'work looks like a place Haroun Al Rashid might have visited incognito.
My attempts at Spanish are met with polite and immediate English.
The Mosque-Cathedral is a row upon row of striped columns, going into infinity, looking for all the world like a stone forrest as imagined by a cubist. The orange trees drop the half-rotten, wholly yellow fruit on the dusty ground.
I am in love.
I am sorry for not replying to most people´s ljs. Once I get back, I promise to catch up. All these fascinating discussions going on!
In SW news, I was thinking of how much the Jedi screwed up by trying to negate Anakin´s emotions. He is a passionate person and he is a walking pressure cooker. All these emotions are repressed and bottled up and the lid is on so tight that when it blows, it is a spectacular explosion, precisely because he´s had no outlet. When he goes Sith, for a bit at least, it must be glorious not to have to control yourself but let it all go. If they taught him to channel instead of saying ¨¨suppress¨ without any guidance on how to do so, how much better would he have coped. His passions are so intense precisely because there is not much outlet for them. He is paranoid to lose Padme and Obi-Wan not just because he loves them, but because they are all he has.
Also, this made me lol: http://www.shortpacked.com/comics/20050523a.gif
The city is like nothing I have ever seen before: crooked narrow streets (when a moped drives by, it is a major event), tiles everywhere, sun baking the buildings even more sandy yellow than they are already, and flowers, flowers everywhere.
One feels as if Maimonides just stepped around the corner, and the place where we had tea out of thin blue cups with an intricate script'work looks like a place Haroun Al Rashid might have visited incognito.
My attempts at Spanish are met with polite and immediate English.
The Mosque-Cathedral is a row upon row of striped columns, going into infinity, looking for all the world like a stone forrest as imagined by a cubist. The orange trees drop the half-rotten, wholly yellow fruit on the dusty ground.
I am in love.
I am sorry for not replying to most people´s ljs. Once I get back, I promise to catch up. All these fascinating discussions going on!
In SW news, I was thinking of how much the Jedi screwed up by trying to negate Anakin´s emotions. He is a passionate person and he is a walking pressure cooker. All these emotions are repressed and bottled up and the lid is on so tight that when it blows, it is a spectacular explosion, precisely because he´s had no outlet. When he goes Sith, for a bit at least, it must be glorious not to have to control yourself but let it all go. If they taught him to channel instead of saying ¨¨suppress¨ without any guidance on how to do so, how much better would he have coped. His passions are so intense precisely because there is not much outlet for them. He is paranoid to lose Padme and Obi-Wan not just because he loves them, but because they are all he has.
Also, this made me lol: http://www.shortpacked.com/comics/20050523a.gif
