Caitlyn Morgan Barcelona

Ohhh Barcelona, what a beauty she is! This city is amazing. Shall I take you through my journey here thus far? I shall.

I arrived in a caffeinated haze after not sleeping a wink in my airport "hotel" and ingesting a redbull and an accidental latte. I looked around excitedly for Morgan, but didn't see that beautiful face anywhere. But YIPPEE my bags are here, thats a huge improvement from my last flight. I wandered toward the arrivals area, where I hoped she would find me...no Morgan. I did a little dance in and out of those giant turning doors for the next half an hour, trying to cover all the ground in arrivals without missing her in another part...trying to find out if her flight had landed on time by way of speaking terrible Spanish, a language that I have not used since the 10th grade. I think I'm even more confused about languages than I was when I got here...Anyway, I gave up actively looking for her and decided to sit in one spot and hope she popped by and DUN DUN DUH DUH there she be with 3 of the HUGEST suitcases I have ever seen in my life. That girl really is moving here! After ecstatic greetings, we exhaustedly took a train and then a cab to her apartment. After the nice shop lady from next door helped us get in, as we are incapable of using keys apparently, we found ourselves in her cute little apartment! But she will tell you all about that I'm sure. Ok, lets go to bed we've been up forever. What time is it? 10AM?!?!? Fuck our lives. I honestly have no idea what we did that day, but somehow we managed to put off sleep until 9pm. 

Morg was a bit worried about making such a huge change in her life, about how difficult it was going to be. If you've ever watched Little Miss Sunshine, there is always a quote that comes to mind with these kinds of dealings: 

"he looks back and decides that all those years he suffered, those were the best years of his life, 'cause they made him who he was. All those years he was happy? You know, total waste. Didn't learn a thing." 

I don't know that years happily spent are a waste, but I do agree that you learn the most about yourself and grow the most when things are difficult. And that is exactly what we are supposed to be doing with our post college years, right? Figuring ourselves out a little more...pushing ourselves out of our comfort zones and into the real world. The world is a huge, amazing place and if you are always too afraid to leave the comfort of your cozy bed (as most of us are at one point or another), then you are never going to get to see stuff like this:

Which reminds me...Barcelona is amazing! I am so jealous that Morg gets to spend so long here. The Gaudi architecture (like above) reminds me of Dr. Seuss, and hiking in the park surrounding it leads to beautiful views of the city. There are street musicians everywhere, except they are all really good, and it just makes every situation seem like something from a movie. If you get the chance, visit Barcelona. Visit morgan this year! Or later...some time before you die, at least. 

Wishing you all were here...

Cait