my catalan lover, Barcelona, had us landing in a happy daze of warm, heavy night air and a morning of enthusiastically putting on shorts and jumping out onto the balcony (!). Decided on a little coverage in the shape of our matching friendship sweaters, and ended up carrying them around the rest of the day. Can't believe we got to laze around at the beach in the beginning of April. Before that, we walked around the old, narrow streets of the Barri Gotic area where we lived. And after, we splurged on cheese, sausages, olives, strawberries and fresh juices at let's-buy-extra-cheese-low prices at the Mercat de la Boqueria. Met up with a warmhearted friend, who showed us the incredible view from Montjuïc mountain. Reminded me of the view from Sacre Coeur in Paris. When evening settled around us, we had the most delicious tapas and sangria at Taller de Tapas outside on the cozy Plaza del Pi.
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