Needless to say, my French would be better spent in a country that speaks French, but living in Barcelona has definitely increased my (otherwise nonexistent) Spanish skills.
Barcelona is quite the city, but not at all what I imagined. In placed of red, clay roofs and brightly colored homes, we are smack dab in the center of the city, which is overflowing with H&Ms, graffiti and peddlers. I am still getting used to the landscape and the culture, which is quite different from London. We are living the state of Catalunya, a group of people who wish they were a separate country and speak a language called Catalon (who knew?). The people here are friendly and do not look at all like "typical Spaniards," at least in my mind (Penelope Cruz look-a-likes, that is). In a city where tourists outnumber the locals 8:2, I still feel like I am getting a good idea of what life is like on this side of the Mediterranean.
Then that evening, we headed off to a fancy club right on the beach to observe the lives of the Spanish youth...and also to enjoy some time to ourselves after the previous four days of extensive travel. I am keeping an open mind and think that we are off to a good start!
You appear to be having loads of fun and a wonderful time. I'm so excited for you!! I fear that upon your return you shall never again want to eat the food stateside and that the shopping won't compare. That last part is not a bad thing...sounds like you can do without some shopping for a while. Hugs and love and safe travels! xoxo, P
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