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Barcelona got me thinking.


I took a little trip last week to Barcelona for a few days, made the most of it and celebrated my 21st watching Chris Martin, Johnny, Guy and Will blow just under 55.000 people away at the Coldplay Head Full of Dreams concert. 

Took a plane up their with my friend Adriana, mum and dad come too.
Adriana and I stayed in a little hostel on a side street from Las Ramblas, we were expecting the worse but incredibly happy with the place once we got there.

It was a few days of lots of walking, very little eating and copious amounts of alcohol (after all, I did turn 21). 

As you probably know by now, whenever I sit down and take a look at what's going on around me, it gets me thinking, so this wasn't any different. At first I noticed how expensive the city is compared to Málaga, but definitely worth it. 

We decided to go out Wednesday night when we arrived and ended up catching in Pacha club Migos perform...pretty impressive I must say. We noticed how many tourist there were, how many foreign workers and how few actual Catalan people, and not just in the clubs or on the promenade, but everywhere. The taxi drivers weren't Spanish, they drove like crazy people, we found out that most of them worked twelve hour shifts for very little money. We realised how calm and chill people are in the area, no pushing people around, no guys shouting out crude things in the streets to girls, how much more advanced the whole city is compared to one down the south. 


So on Friday evening when I went to do a little shopping, I sat on the walkway of the port with many other people, all minding their own business, going about their afternoon, chilling and catching some sun. Everyone has this very tranquil vibe about them, you don't get that in Málaga, everyone although mostly polite, are not bothered with sitting outdoors and watching the day go by... It's something I actually really enjoyed. 


Why don't we do the more often down this end? Just sit out on a bench, next to a random stranger and talk to them about whatever one pleases...maybe on the floor and read a book, what about the green grassed area next to the yacht bay? They are all perfectly good choices and yet people down south just don't make the most of it. 

I guess what I am saying is as big as a city it is, it has a lovely warm feeling to it. It was definitely a birthday trip I won't be forgetting. I had a lot of fun, learned a thing or two from someone, and have massive blisters on my feet as a reminder of the few days we spent there. But unfortunately, a short trip is just that...short. So it is back to reality, back to the books as exams are coming up (once again!). 

Missing it.

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