Reading

During these last few days that I have been in Barcelona, when I go to the Physics building with the metro —to do some work—, I have recovered an old hobby of mine that I used to do during my degree and, particularly, while I was doing my PhD: reading a book in the metro. Since I left the city, I could not do it neither in Columbus, where I took a bus at the beginning to go to work, and afterwards I rode my bicycle; nor in Madrid, where I had to drive; nor in Taipei, where I walk to my office. The result is, after spending a few minutes lost inside a parallel universe, that I can catch up to some of the pile of books pending to read. This time, I had even help from a long flight from East Asia.

I must find some time to visit a couple of bookstores before I leave and see if I can get some more books in Catalan to bring back to Taiwan.