Sometimes when i'm really irritated with people or sch work, i ask myself why i even come all the way to torture myself, rather than just slacking with the rest of the world in Singapore... but recently, i realised i really love this place.
although Spaniards love to party and it's not really my cup of tea, and although their so called coffe which is espresso + milk is often too strong and it makes me feel ill after drinking, although the food is not as appealing as the yummies in Singapore, although everything here is so expensive i can't really enjoy,...
i still love this place. and i just realised i love this place so much, as i walk down to get fruits from the fruiteria i always go too... and on the way down, people living in the same block would smile at you and say "hola" though i've nv spoken to them before, the staff at the fruiteria would be like "hola"ing as if they are welcoming you back~ as if they remember me~
well of cos they do, since i go there at least once a wk... was talking to one of the staff the last time i went there~ thot he would forget my name like the moment i left the shop... but when i walked it, i heard a "hola Kelly!"
it might seem silly for people reading this, but it really feels nice to be remembered. Barcelona feels so warm.. sometimes, one hello from an almost-stranger feels so much more intimate than talking to a friend.. it's just... incomparable.
i really love this place. just can't say this enough. and if my dera is here, i'm sure he'll feel the same and i'll definitely stay longer if i don't miss sg that much~ =) Hope next time if i have an overseas assignment, they'll post me to Barcelona. Let me meet this beautiful city once again.
i love Barcelona.
and i'm beginning to feel sad that i'm leaving... Oowww~
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