España. Talvez un dia voy a regresar y vivir ayi para siempre. As someone who has never embraced the Spanish/Latin culture, this trip changed me quite a bit. My sisters listened to Spanish music, watched novelas, and embraced the Latin culture all the time. I did not. I did not like speaking it. I would always reply in English when someone spoke Spanish to me.
Thankfully, my parents still pushed me at young age to learn it and told me to be proud. They pushed me to go to Spanish school every Friday after school to learn how to speak and write Spanish. My parents also always spoke it in the house. To this day, this always speak Spanish in the house. I am now very thankful for this and I am very thankful for what they did to me when I was an ungrateful brat.
I decided to go to Spain because I had the idea that if I liked it enough, I would look for an IT position and move there. I also believed it would be easier to get by since I was bilingual (It definitely was). I also wanted to go because I wanted to see Messi play in one of the best football stadiums in the world. This dream was about to become a reality.
This trip holds a special place in my heart. I felt like I belonged. It was something that felt very nice. I spoke to my sister about this and she said she felt the same when she first went to El Salvador. It was a sense of belonging that we never felt in Canada. It was nice to see people acting exactly like my parents. The similarities were uncanny. It was a surreal moment. Everyone was exactly like our family and we could relate to what they talked about. This is something I have never felt in Canada.
I hope you enjoy my trip through my pictures.
These are the only pictures I have of the first day. We did a boatload and I was too busy looking at everything. We went to a local mall, walked all over barcelona, went into a museum, had KFC (LOL), and just walked all over the city. This city is quiet. It has a very laid back vibe. Day 2. Here we come!