Friday, November 30, 2012

I will find my way to Barcelona...

       

Out of all the places my feet can walk through, or my ears can be filled with the daily sounds or nose smelling lovely aromas, I wish it could be in the big beautiful city of Barcelona, Spain. Ever since I was a little girl I have dreamt of going to Spain (and all my family can agree that this is fact). I even have a piggy bank, named Chochina, saving up for my trip I will take one day. So, if the opportunity came for me to live anywhere I wanted to I would have to choose Barcelona for sure! I do not think I would want to live there all of my life, but it would definitely be a good chunk of it there. To me, Spain just seems simply irresistible so, I will just have to check it out for myself one day.

            My favorite types of locations to be at are beaches. My favorite types of cities to see are kinds that look old fashion/historic yet, still well polished up. My nationality and culture (which I love dearly) is Hispanic. So, I think this put together pretty much tells me Barcelona, Spain is absolutely perfect for me. The beauty of this city is simply breath taking, and it would be such a dream come true to wake up to it every day. I would not want to live there only for the beauty, fun lively activities both days and nights, sites to see, romantic and relaxing getaways, and conveniently close beaches but also, the ability to become one with another culture! I can just imagine me becoming more fluent in Spanish, learning their dance styles and me teaching them mine, and participating in their traditions. It would all be so unique; it would all be so amazing. I just cannot wait for the day to come, for I know one day soon enough it will. I will be walking along the beach side, thinking of what a dream it is to me. Maybe then I will be escorted by a lovely male and be able to look into his eyes, thinking of how perfect it all turned out, or even if it is just me, I will enjoy every single moment of it I tell you. Because, every single moment I walk down that shore line I will think of memories such as these, me dreaming.

Dreams come in many forms: big to small, in the day or night, metaphorically or literally... but every dream has a breaking point. That happens at the time the dream comes true, and one day mine will just tear at the seams. I will find my way to Barcelona... <3

1 comment:

  1. The only part of Barcelona I have seen was the airport, and they did not even let me see the whole airport. I was only able to view one terminal!

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