Long time no write, my friends! This doesn’t mean no travel as well, absolutely not. Lots of travel stories are still to come from me. . . At a snail pace, but they will, trust me! Now this trip to the capital of Portugal has been the most exciting yet, in terms of company. I […]
Forget about the first part of pictures I showed you, you can find this kind of stuff anywhere, as far as the perspective is concerned. . . Part II is for my own Barcelona, the one I keep in mind as a jewel.
14 months of living in a city gives you undoubtedly plenty of time. I seized the opportunity to go sightseeing to almost every piece of art created by the hands of genius renowned architect Antoni Gaudí, explore the bars in Raval, Barri Gòtic and Gràcia, celebrate goals at the temple of football Camp Nou, walk along the Barceloneta beach at night, climb the Tibidabo Mountain by the Funicular de Tibidabo, watch the correfoc at the central streets during La Mercè Festival and smell the freshly picked roses while buying books along the Rambla on Sant Jordi’s day, Catalonia’s patron saint.