Last weekend I decided to pack my bags and have a reunion with my one true love, Barcelona
I, being an expert on the city, was by default the tour guide, and made sure we saw the sights and lived the life in the city that sometime sleeps.
Here I am trying to play the part of American tourist at Park Güell
The French man and I got in many a dispute over who was the tour guide of the group
We were jumping with joy after seeing the magic fountain show in Montjuïc
Then, the next day we continued our tour of Gaudí's works
Casa Milà
The Sagrada Familía was closed by the time we got there, but who really wants to pay 10$ to go into an unfinished church?
And in our final hours in Barcelona we saw "Vicky Christina Barcelona," which left us leaving Barcelona with a feeling of admiration and fulfillment.