Oh Barcelona

A native man sang in a foreign tongue,
I still ache to know the song that he sung,
Barcelona…

It’s no wonder why a lot of people like the idea of getting lost in Barcelona.  A city thriving with culture, history, and delicious food and merriment, I myself would learn Spanish to stay in the city.

With thousands of years of history’s worth buried beneath its old houses and streets, it’s a mystery what stories are yet to be discovered.  On one afternoon, as we were walking along the historic center of La Rambla, we stopped outside a building that housed an ongoing excavation project.  Believe it or not, ruins of a Roman city that once stood there can still be found, underneath normal looking houses today.

Now that I’ve been to Barcelona, I cannot separate the city with the works of Gaudi, in my head.  Everywhere I look a snippet of Gaudi’s inspiration can be found.  From La Sagrada Familia, to commissioned family houses, to Park Guell, and even to tiles that decorate walls and plates, they all remind me of the artist’s work.  He lived a truly extraordinary life that is a great source of inspiration for artists all over the world.

I don’t even know where to begin with food… every small plate of tapas led to another until our hearts were full and content.  The explosion of flavors in our tongues was just heaven.  And of course we could not resist having paellas almost every other day.  My favorite will always be Paella Negra with squid ink, and it never seems to fail.

Locals do so many things that is almost unheard of in other countries.  Closing shop everyday after lunch for siesta sounded strange to me.  Having dinner at 9 or 10 also sounded too late to me.  But once you’re there, you’ll find it easy to fall into the same pattern as what locals do.  And it’s almost romantic how the culture can charm and enchant you, with sincere serenades from a Spanish guitar. 

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