This city is way too gorgeous for words… (and fun too!)
I’ll be here until the end of August, under the scorching sun, eating tapas, drinking sangria and attempting to speak some form of Castellano without mixing it with English or Portuguese. It’s almost impossible but unlike the French, the Spanish don’t seem to mind at all. Or maybe it’s just me. They find me so amusing and hilarious, they can’t get mad. (Whatever the reason, I am not complaining. :0)
Lots of love from Catalunya.