Sunday, July 28, 2013

Not Fiesta...I meant SIESTA!

As architecture students, sleep is something we see a foreign object. We accept all-nighters to be part of our daily routine for the following 15 weeks the semester. As midterms and reviews seep into our daily routines, we see how our already limited sleep schedule is reduced to accommodate for these other classes. We remain prisoners of Wurster Hall where we encounter dirty looking beards from stressed out students, colonization of the couch on every studio floor, and weary-eyed individuals who can barely keep focus on their studies. We live in a world of insomnia. We rely on coffee, energy drinks, smoking breaks and in my particular case, the gym to keep us going. These objects become our batteries to keep the energizer bunny going. No wonder we have become addicted to these objects.
 Architecture makes us masochist. Was I ready to put myself through the torture again? However,there was something that attracted me to this torture. Thinking of taking an architecture studio after a year without studio, was devouring me as flew from Miami to Spain.That was until I heard of SIESTA!
Siesta was the chance to catch up on all the sleepless nights that had accumulated over the past years in architecture. When I thought about it, we definitely deserved to have Siesta! Siesta was a reward to all the hard work and dedication that we had put in during the days in Spain. In that respect, we had definitely embraced being submerged within the Spanish culture.
After a week or so, we would "Siesta" everywhere, on our break after lunch, on our trips to different destinations. It became an essential part of this group. Why not record the beauty of siesta?!

Video soon too come!!
Dylan on our way to Valencia

Mernaz asleep on our way to Altea

Noah after his visit to Tabarca

Alex snoring on our way back to Morocco

Ryan's sleeping face

Eddy snatching my phone away while I take a picture of him half asleep

Jesus and I wide awake while Eddy and Ryan are knocked out from our flight back to Valencia

One of the few occasions this ever happened

Jesus too tired from our bus ride from Barcelona

Heather and Matt with a choreographed sleep

All the muscle for something!! 

Hungry for an education

Ryan's sleeping face #2

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