Spring in the city of Barcelona

“Spring is going to spring, at least we can hope it will!” Gun Roswell


Spring in the city of Barcelona

It’s that time of the year
When life is kicking to full gear
The signs are clearly out there
Just venture outside without fear

The flowers, birds and bees
Come out from their hiding to seek
The freshness of new life in leap
Open your own eyes to see

Time for travels to a country foreign
Hoping some sights to be scoring
Nothing in this place is boring
Even the buildings tell a story

Look up and down, and all around
Plenty of things and people to be found
Nature at is best, even the ground
Green grasses, leaves and flowers make a sound

Spring at home or over seas
Nothing better on the wish list indeed
Glad to shed the clothes of winter
And tell all, spring is finally in here

On the Metro, or if you prefer, the Tube or the Subway

“Take a short ride on a short train, then again, this wasn’t as short a ride or a train as promised!” Gun Roswell


Eastward or westward bound
In an orange coloured train to be found
Riding neatly in a fashionable order
From the beginning to the farthest border

Hop on to one of the trains
They’re usually never too late
But it might feel a little bit of strain
To most of the time underground remain

Never mind the dark and dreary
Look out the window and you’ll be leering
The orange flashes reflecting from each surface
Paints many images on the fleeting canvas

Many a people climb on board
Everyone busily moving forward
Sometimes there is a crowd
And then it gets really really loud

When you reach your destination
Please embark the underground station
Look around the surrounding sights
Like a great tourist, you may like

When it’s time for the return trip
There is no need to bite your lip
If you feel like taking another tour
Remember, the metros run thirty times or more!

Trains, Planes, Automobiles and a Bicycle, maybe Walking? Part Five 

“Sometimes there is no what kind of vehicle you will end up in, and so, make sure to dress up accordingly!” Gun Roswell

Take the time, and you will be feeling most fine
No matter the durance of the trip, going with a car, plane, train or ship
There is just something about the leaving, moving along
As not even the planning for this little time off
Could prepare the traveller of what’s lying ahead, nor the tingling sensations during take off!

Trains, Planes, Automobiles and a Bicycle, maybe Walking? Part Four

“When travelling across the blue globe they call Earth, there might be some danger, but mostly mirth, so just go with the flow, but humbly though.” Gun Roswell


Picking up some wings
Most certainly has its wins
Getting to a place fast, or then not, still does those pesky bells ring
But if you want to go all the way, with a scheduler and with some style
Sailing perhaps up the river Nile
Then choosing a boat is a must, the trip without too much fuss
Or then, just hop on a train
When there is no need to explain
Where you are headed at
As sometimes the lack of knowing can be great!

Trains, Planes, Automobiles and a Bicycle, maybe Walking? Part Three 

“Two or three wheels, will give the feel of something old, perhaps even bold, keep pedalling and far you will end up, well, perhaps or not!” Gun Roswell

On the open road
With a heavy load
A location in mind
Trying to unwind
The wind in the hair
No time for cares
Doing this all on a dare
Other wise could have just stayed
At home all alone?

Trains, Planes, Automobiles and a Bicycle, maybe Walking? Part Two

“Take a ride to the great open wide, do it with a smile, and remember, there alway might be some dire awaiting, but leave the hating and smile through it all, life, is a ball after all!” Gun Roswell


On the open road
With a heavy load
A location in mind
Trying to unwind
Travelling on wheels
Has its appeals
But getting somewhere far
In only a car
Can be a chore
Changing the score
Picking up some wings
Has its wins
But if you want some style
And sail up the Nile
A boat or a yacht
Is worth getting stuck
If you want to do it old style
And travel with a big smile
The coolest way
With the hips in sway
Doing some recycling
Then, pedal a bicycle

Trains, Planes, Automobiles and a Bicycle, maybe Walking? Part One

“The need to travel to far away places is there, just need to choose the right method to make the dream come true!” Gun Roswell


Choose a tram or a big yacht
As it’s not really worth getting stuck
In just the one place and for too long to stay
And so, one foot in front of the other lay
The travel mode within taking over
Do it with so much style or just in a backpack ride
Then simply hop on that tram or a perhaps a slow boat
And travel with a big wide smile

Surfers stuck on the Dunes

“Take a load off, head to the beach, see what’s there for free!” Gun Roswell

surfer-dudes

Surfers stuck on the Dunes

Surfer dudes
With attitudes
“No landlubbers allowed
There is no monkeying around!
This is serious business
With a touch of impulsiveness!
If you want to join
Let me just flip this coin:
Heads or tails
You know, this never fails:
You are in!”

Row, row, row your motorised boat

“Nothing more frustrating than trying to row a motorised seaworthy vessel, a lot of resistance and even more hassle“ Gun Roswell 


Row, row, row your motorised boat

The weather grey and dull, feelings of soggy and null, but the one great thing about a grey day like this, something I would not want miss, for anything in the world, is to set a sea, towards the harsh waves to be hurled as it is totally unheard of, to go out to the waters edge, in bad weather rather best option is simply to stay in the comfort of your bed. But the road so far here to this pier has led, is telling me to go out there and have a totally fun filled day, out there without fail.

But, after riding along, the currents quite strong, the rains pounding over the bow, and somehow, the humidity getting inside of the engines normally fine. Soon enough sputter and coughing the only sounds heard, until the whole setup was done for it and totally died. So, the only option, as this dingy of a concoction, did not have any sails, was simply to cast the ores over the rails and then, gently row, row, row my way back home, and singing along, to that old song, the tune of the ditty, pretty and familiar as riding the calming waves back to shore.

Old school yet still working

“It might be old and busted, even rusted, but it still works just fine, so no need to throw away, am I right?” Gun Roswell

Old school yet still working

The old and refurbished whatever it was in the past life, a four wheel drive nevertheless and to confess, some of its parts were cannibalised even from the bikes, not the motorised though, rather the peddling kind, but hey, as long as they all work together in somewhat of a harmony, it all just fine, as this new kind of a transport vessel has now been given new life, from those parts of the ones which came before it.

So, before you judge, this vessel by its cover, or rather the lack there of as it is kind of a hover of a roof on top and nothing much else, but when the heat of summer arrives, this kind of ride will do simply fine, as the air conditioning will always be there, especially when driving, well, somewhat faster than your average kind of a bike. So hop on, enjoy the old school feel of it and perhaps, you too can support this kind of self building, as it is, nature saving in the end.