Warm and sunny Spain. And I’m not talking about the weather. The cities, the nature, people and the general atmosphere are warm (even if it’s a cloudy and cold day) and hospitable. You can always feel yourself welcomed. This country is alive. I can’t find other words to describe it. It’s alive, it’s living its best life. It’s like it is always summer and holidays here. You can never get bored here, there’s always something interesting and entertaining going on, and not only in the big cities. I can’t say that I am in love with Barcelona, because though it’s a good city, it’s not close to my heart. I love more small, peaceful places, with antique architecture, gothic style buildings and so on. Here in Barcelona I couldn’t fully relax and enjoy myself, because there were too much people. The cosmopolitan and tolerant city became the victim of its tolerance. In overpopulated places like this there is always the risk if explosion of all this energies and nationalities. I wouldn’t like to live in Barcelona, but the second time visiting it, I started to admire it. The wide streets, the great-great nature, the buildings, all different but somehow united. I loved its more quiet neighborhoods, where you can feel the energy of the city and nature, and not of thousands of tourists and shops. I gave Barcelona its second chance, and it was totally worth it. The city of sun, warmth and happiness, Barcelona ❣️🇪🇸