Narrow streets of Barcelona

Do you remember that feeling? The one you experience when you wake up early in the morning almost scared not to lose even one moment of happiness on that particular day?
Well, here I am, seeking with wild steps the streets of Barcelona, my Barcelona, relentlessly beautiful and ravishing. I inhale and exhale happiness, along with the aromas of vanilla wafers and I find myself surrounded by palms and orange trees. And at this exact moment, I wish I had a superpower that would help me blend in and stay here forever. This is it, this is me, this is beyond my mind or yours, more innocent and pure than we could ever manage to imagine. And so I go down the narrow alleys and I only find beautiful honest people, their famous fruits markets, ibericos and so many various types of “fromage”, and at this point the only feeling I have is fulfillment and there is nothing more than I want than continuing my journey on flamenco rhymes.
Barcelona, I love you!