Alright. I’ve not been as attentive to our blog-baby as I could have been. My bad, y’all. That said, I’ve been back in the States for about two weeks now, so I guess it’s time that I make my obligatory Barcelona post as well.
So, somewhere along the way, I fell in love with the city of Barcelona. I did not expect that to happen. For the first month or so, I really thought I’d made a huge mistake. I hated it. There is a plethora of reasons, but mostly it boils down to two things. One: I was scared. Two: I was lonely. Luckily for me, the two things weren’t exactly mutually exclusive, so when I stopped being scared, the loneliness began to fade as well. There are a couple of people I can think of who helped me with that, but I’m pretty positive the Almighty Vodka Tonic is the real hero. Either way, things got better.
I stuffed homemade beanbags with stoner Catalans, and broke into a carousel at night with a Romanian vampire. The Romanian would later go on to call me another girl’s name…in bed. My friend’s name, actually. Yes, yes, fuck my life, etc. Anyway, while there were more moments like that than I care to admit, they are what make the city. There’s this sense there that you’re in the middle of everything, and even when it’s bad it’s so good. I met a boy, and he told me that he keeps coming back to Barcelona because, there, “It’s all happening.” (Tessa!)
So I guess that’s why, even though I am undoubtedly happy to be back with the people I love (lovelovelove), and the things I missed (CVS and dryers and not-ham), I also miss that whimisical quality that is unique to Barcelona.
sunny day, my apartment
The night before I left, I ran into a friend (who just so happens to be a prostitute) on las Ramblas. She wrapped me in a hug and told me that she knew I would come back to Barcelona someday…then she started dry humping my leg, which effectively ruined any sort of moment we might have been having. Anyway, my point is that I think she’s right. Someday I’ll make it back. I got my ass kicked and my face punched (ha!), but I finally get what all the fuss is about.
