“Barcelona, I still long to hold her once more.” – George Ezra, on repeat
The months and days and hours leading up to our move to Barcelona, this song was played over and over in our apartment in Shoreditch.
Since before we arrived, I already missed Barcelona. She was so romantic, magical, and hard to hold on to. Our 35 days there went by extremely fast; I blinked and it was over.
This was what our month in Barcelona looked like with her and here are our top recommendations of where to go, what to do and where to eat:
