I’ve traveled quite a bit over the past few years but I’ve never felt a connection like I did with Barcelona. I fell in love with the city. The architecture, the beach, the beautiful people, and just… something about Barcelona spoke to me.
There’s also just so much history in Barcelona. Like the Barcelona Cathedral, where construction started back in the 11th century. 11th! That’s freaking 10 centuries ago!
I’m not exactly the most religious person, but I have to say I was encompassed with a feeling of peace and happiness once I entered the cathedral. I managed to get a few beautiful shots of the interior but afterwards I took a moment to enjoy the serenity that came over me.
I stayed out for quite a while on that first day until shortly before sunset, which is amazingly not until around 9pm in Spain. My feet told me it was time to go home but luckily I had the rest of the weekend to explore…and the rest of my life to come back. After all, I need to get my heart back at some point, right?