I have always wanted to visit the number one city of my dreams, Barcelona, and now I’m here for a week. The September weather is fine and this fascinating metropolis is a perfect place to usher a new chapter of my European adventure.
My husband and I stayed for three months in El Hierro, the smallest of the Canary Islands last winter. We loved the eternal spring weather and the dramatic lava landscapes. We have decided to return to the largest of the Islands, Tenerife, to find a permanent place. But first, one week in Barcelona where we celebrated my birthday and three years of marriage on the day of arrival.
We are living close to the famous La Barceloneta beach in a small cozy flat owned by the Writers Guild of Norway. As a member, my husband can use the flat when it’s available, and luckily enough it was free on some perfect dates for us.
The beach is surrounded by old buildings and narrow streets. Restaurants are everywhere and the quality of the food is amazing. The studio flat felt like home immediately. It is cozy and minimalist, a typical writer’s cave on the top of an old building in a narrow street. It is located in the middle of everything, but still very quiet. Silence and an old-style building with history on the walls create a very calm atmosphere. It is a perfect place to digest the impressive bombardment of a big city.
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