Oh Barcelona. My one love. A great city -- new meets old, land meets sea, strange meets weird, and a clash of one culture into the next. A beautiful city, a better language, good food, better bars, and some pretty good times.
I'm going to miss this city -- my first (and hopefully not last) European home. I've been living with a great family, who treats me like one of their own, to whom I am eternally indebted to, while living in a brilliant city. I am sad to be leaving, and don't know what else to say. So maybe, for once, I won't say anything, but instead just show pictures.
Montjuic. Home of the '92 Olympics, and 2010 Shakira Performance. I'm a fan.
Sagrada Familia
Camp Nou, and of course, Barca
IceBarcelona. Ice Bar. Barcelona. -13 celsius. Vodka drinks from ice cups. And dancing to keep warm. Andrew didn't even need the jacket, his beard sufficed.
La Boqueria market, you haven't seen a market 'till it stares you in the face
Oh, Herro.
HERRO!
Catalunya -- home to Caga Tio. You take care of it, beat it with a stick, and it poops gifts. Yes I'm serious. I love Catalunya.
Barcelona, Catalunya, Spain.
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