Museo de Caza - Help me Ronda

I didn't initially intend to visit but on a Sunday afternoon where there's not alot open or much else to do (plus the low price of €1.50), I took a trip to the Museo de Caza.

From what I could work out (the spainiards aren't big on english subtitles), this home now partially houses the hunting/taxidermied collection belonging to one family, while they lived upstairs (that's 2 floors below I would not like to stumble around in the dark). They also featured many happy snaps of the family in their hunting adventures with their trophies from the room.


Most of the taxidermy was the typical deer/elk/moose variety but there was also a few lions, several big cats of various varieties, bears, wild boars, birds and elephant feet.


I sort of debated this whole concept in my head of even patronizing such a museum as I'm so adamently against hunting animals for sport and I refuse to witness a bullfight whilst I'm here because frankly I don't think I could handle it. But I decided it's ultimately my curiosity of viewing once-live animals far more closely than I ever could in life.



The moose and bison heads were huge!!!


I have no idea what this is. A monkey crossed with several deer? A moer? A deerkey? A donkey?


This was in the basement. This scared me. I quickly left.


The view from the backyard, the Sierra Nevada mountain range.

I heart España part 2: Tarifa plus Gibraltar bonus hour

It seems each new place I visit on my trek, I enjoy more than the last.... Am currently in Tarifa which is on the southern coast of Spain with a beach not disimilar to any you'd find in Australia. The weather has been absolutely perfect for swimming! And i can see Morocco from here:





I love the cracking fading apartments of the old town:























The local library:











A typical looking home entrance:

















Who is this Hermanos?





Oh and I went to Gibraltar today, it's like wee Britain, they serve pints and fish and chips. You have to cross an airstrip and show your passport to get there:





The famous rock of Gibraltar. Quite big really.

Location:Calle de San José,Tarifa,Spain

I heart España

Since leaving yuck Madrid, I've been having the most amazing time in Spain... It's unlike any other European country I've been to yet and it's amazing. The colours, the architectural design and culture are vibrant, I love it here!!!!!! As usual no way are my photos going to do any justice...

A mosque/cathedral in cordoba.... They kept changing it's purpose depending on whether the Moors (the moops!) or Christians were in charge:












Cutsie apartment in Seville:



The largest gothic cathedral in the world, saint someone. Don't know, didn't go in, am really f^#*ing over cathedrals. I can imagine what it's like in my mind and it looks like 99% similar to the 1000 others I've been to:





Costa dela España pavillion built for the world fair in 1929 but it never happened due to the stock market crash:

Sick of Madrid

Literally... I have an Infection de los senos :( also I'm putting this out there - there's really nothing special about Madrid, however I got to see Picasso's possibly greatest work, "Guernica":


It is huge in scale, foreboding and dramatic.

Also, I didn't want to go to a bullfight because it's fucked up and I'm the odd one out?!?!?

The palace of Versailles: Inspiring the ridiculous houses you've seen on Cribs

Loved this place, it was ridiculously oppulent! It was also the last known address of Marie Antionette, beheaded Queen of France.

White Whine #4: A night at the opera

I kept this white whine simmering on the DL for awhile due to its familial nature. Me bringing it up on the internets may bring me strife as it was a nice gesture gone awry but I am no stranger controversy. My lack of shame or tact much like my dancing, is legendary. However, this is such a first world, middle class bastard white whine, I couldn't resist posting it here for prosperities sake.

This is a bit of a long story so this is the short version. When I was first in Paris about a month ago, I was forced to go to the opera with my brothers wifes parents (without my brother or his wife because he wanted to watch the soccer grrrr) and sit thru a FIVE HOUR german opera by Wagner about an incestuous brother and sister couple who are in love and run away then are killed by Viking gods. I kid you not. My inner Jew was screaming. I couldn't write material this ridiculous. My sister faked illness in the first hour and got to leave and I was STUCK there, no food, no sudoku, didnt understand a word, NOTHING.

By the end I couldn't even pretend I liked it. Maybe the best bit was about 20 guys who got fully nude for a scene but even then I was like, nope, not even some random French penis makes up for it.

Now far away from it, it was a great experience and it gives us all a hearty laugh! - "Hey, remember the time we had to watch a German opera for five hours??!! Ho ho ho!!"

The singing was amazing and the sets fantastic leaving Opera Australia for dead but still, I want five hours of my life back, please.

Paris - a hipstamatic view #4

The best way to see Paris - at night on the Seine:






Unknown pointy stick:



Alexander III bridge:






Musee D'orsay, which I finally got to see (after 5minslatedoorshutinfacegate) is HUGE!






"idiot...."



"....more idiots"












It's not easy being green...and pink:



Photos by everyone...!