When I entered Barcelona, my heart stayed there. Absolutely stunning city. Not to mention nearly every woman is a 9/10. I remember walking down the beach and joining a drum circle, started playing guitar with them. Someone passes me a joint, the cops roll by, and I tried to play it cool by putting it out and walking really fast away from the circle. I realized nobody was with me, I look back, cops talking to everyone, laughing, asking how their night is. I walked back like an idiot, the cop laughed at me and told me to take a seat, then they just strolled along. Such a small event felt so surreal.
I unexpectedly stumbled upon Mercè this year, and it was a magical experience (I even have a burn from the correfoc to show for it). Barcelona was definitely my favorite of the several European cities I visited during a trip across Europe this past month.
