The almond trees are impatient. I was impatient too. Before. Barcelona teaches me to wait. And wait. I take advantage of it now. I write novels on index cards as I stand in line at the meat counter. I practice my Spanish with one salesperson while the other one takes an hour to dig up my size from the storage room. I walk and slowly and take pictures of everything when the buses and trains go on strike. Patience, a virtue. But oh, how I love to see the bursting almond trees, ignoring the seasons, being pushy, reminding me of my old self!
By Maia Pay Ozguc
What it's like to live Barcelona. Impressions. Be curious. Be Barcelona!