Intending to write a piece about my experience in Barcelona for a competition, I start to think about all the things I want to write, the things that I can’t say to strangers, the things I can’t say to friends who think its the best thing in the world and my boyfriend, especially who, heartbreakingly I had to leave for 5months.
There is no doubting that it was the best decision I have ever made, and I definitely had the time of my life, and have made friends all around the world. I honestly can say being surrounded by that much beauty everyday, the buzz you got in the street and having the sun shining all day, and the beach on your doorstep, who can complain?!
Being surrounded by this and by so many friends too, oddly enough I couldn’t help but feel incredibly lonely. I never want to be ‘that’ girl, who thinks being in a relationship should stop her from doing anything, because I’m not, I’ll still go on to do whatever I want to do, wherever, but it made me realise how important he was to me, and how much I want him by my side for big things like that. Every amazing thing that I saw, every crazy fiesta I went to, all the things I experienced, I wanted him to be there, to see it, so I could share it with him.
The dream of living in Barcelona, my ultimate favourite place in the world (so far), was everything it needed to be, and more, and I am so so glad I did decide to do it, although I don’t think there will be anymore plans to go anywhere for that length of time again.
Itchy Feet Completely Scratched.