I’m home now after two weeks of holiday in Spain. Half of our vacation was spent exploring Barcelona, a city I had never been to but was eager to visit. I have heard many things about Barcelona – both good and bad – and have many friends who did not like the city and wouldn’t go back. It may seem strange to be eager to go someplace where the reviews weren’t glowing, but the truth is I was curious to see how I would feel about the city. Some places I’ve traveled to have been raved up by everyone I know (and everyone I don’t know, for that matter too) and when I went there I was left wanting, underwhelmed and flat. So Barcelona seemed like a risk, a wild card, where anything could happen. Well I LOVED Barcelona! And by loved, I mean that I could see myself living there. The architecture is incredible, the fashion and shopping is amazing, and the cuisine some of my all-time favorite food I’ve had in Europe (I’m a big seafood fan so I was blissed out in food heaven the whole time!). Most importantly, I found the city warm, vibrant and diverse. In many ways Barcelona reminded me of San Francisco with its similar carefree, and eclectic quality to it’s people. We stayed in an apartment near the beautiful Parc de la Ciutadella, which was within walking distance of the gothic quarter, the waterfront and the underground train. But Barcelona is also like SF in that so much can be explored by walking (with the added bonus of the city being flat!) so we would stroll all day and visit stores and restaurants that caught our eye.