Homesick

I miss Barcelona.

La Pedrera

Sunday walk

I miss the perfect weather and dressing for different seasons.  I miss life without mosquito bites.  I miss my friends and my roommates - even PokerFace.  I miss my salary in Euros and having disposable income to spend on travel.  And on shopping - I miss affordable Zara.  I miss low cost airlines.  I miss free health insurance and cheap groceries.  I miss spending the evenings with a glass of wine on my balcony.  I miss Ciutadella park.  I miss walking everywhere and being in shape.  I miss having a gym.  I miss living in a city where I always felt safe.  I miss running on the beach.  I miss al fresco dining.  I miss the strawberry mojitos at La Fianna and the pink cava at La Xampa.  I miss laughing really hard on a daily basis with my British & Irish colleagues (even if it was about my American accent half the time).  I miss 38 hour work weeks and working only 5 days a week.  I miss the European lifestyle where its not all work and no play.  I miss high speed Internet and not having to worry about electricity and water shortages.  I miss tapas portions and Spanish food.  I miss castellano spanish.  I miss living in a place where its not "all about appearances" and where you're not constantly judged by what you're wearing and your social class.  

Late night tapas

Balcony

I miss Barcelona.