Aaaah, Barcelona. How I dream of thee. I think so fondly of this city because I remember being just plain happy when I was there. The architecture, the culture, the food…. just got me. La Sagrada Familia was just breathtaking. Park Guell was like a wonderland. The beach seemed like a super fun place to hang out (it was just a little cold for too much hanging out when we were there). And walking down the streets was filled with fun new things to discover. Even with all the beauty around, one of my favoritest moments there was sitting at a plaza, watching kids singing and dancing in a big circle while munching on our supermarket charcuterie lunch. It’s my happy place.