Of this be sure: you do not find the happy life... you make it. Everywhere I go in Barcelona i find happiness. There is something about this city that makes me beyond happy, it feels like home and I'm just so comfortable here. And while for me this is the perfect place I can't help … Continue reading happiness
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This by far was my most favorite day ever in Barcelona thus far. It made the most magical and beautiful city even more magical and more beautiful than I thought could ever be possible. The whole day was all about love, flowers and books. Everywhere you went you were surrounded by it, and by people … Continue reading La Diada de Sant Jordi. Barcelona.
So I haven't had much time to write because I've just been trying to do and see as much as posible. I'm inmersing myself fully in the city as much as I possibly can. I love traveling so so much and this week has made me fall in love with it even more. (and even more … Continue reading Thoughts from a train
Living abroad in a foreign country it can be difficult making friends, but these people you meet can turn out to be some of the best friends you've ever made in your life. The good thing about being in a foreign country is when you first arrive you know no one. In order to make … Continue reading the people you meet
I've had such a case of writers block lately. I started a few different new post and just was never able to write more than a few sentences. But then i remembered my whole point with this blog is being open and honest and that maybe I shouldn't overthink it and just write what comes … Continue reading “Real” life?
So this past weekend I went to Paris, for my first time. I was so excited to go to Paris, it is a city that everyone says so many great things about, and one of those cities you feel like you have to see at least once in your life. I don't really understand what … Continue reading A weekend in Paris part 1 : surprises, surprises and more surprises
Okay, so here's the thing... I had a blog for the first 6 months of my time here in Barcelona. But I gave the address to some of my family and friends wanting to share the experience with them. As time went on, and after discussing it with a friend, I began to realize I … Continue reading To start things off…
the Confessions of a Wanderer 