While packing for my next escapade, I find myself lingering through the streets of Barcelona. I swear this city does something to you, and more than anything, you find yourself wanting more.
This has definitely happened to me, when upon arrival, November’s familiar gloom had suddenly turned into sunny, lively streets. My first feeling was a familiar one, since living in Greece got me used to such scenery. Nevertheless, when traveling from “grim” Bucharest, it hits you like never before.
At night, a buzzing city; the streets smelled of seafood; chatter in the air at all times. It didn’t take much for me to fall in love. When dawn approaches though, it’s as if it transforms to a quiet little heaven. People riding their bikes to work and enjoying a coffee in a corner cafe. Since I mentioned people; I found them to look quite stylish and some even very individual in their choices.
Rows of beautiful houses stretching as far as the eye can see, all of them adorned with little balconies. Some of them very old, reminding how history is always near, no matter where you dread to. You can never know what marvelous building the streets bring into your sight, and I love that!
Talking about an important subject: food! I indulged in so many delicious tapas that my hedonism chart must have increased by a whole lot of numbers!