Barcelona: Day 3

Woke up quite late as Ruby and I couldn't get to sleep, so we stayed up drinking Bailey's and sangria while chatting. Didn't do much. Went to Barrio Gotica on foot, andando por Passeig de Gracia. All I could think to do was go shopping. In and out in and out. And then, I haphazardly fell upon the plaza where Christina, Liisa and I spent our last sundrenched morning in Barcelona, 1.5 years ago. Couldn't help but wonder if people knew how lucky they were to live in such a beautiful place. Noticed people checking me out and grinned in satisfaction. Noticed I was doing the typical London thing - averting direct eye contact, walking fast, creating the mental shield. I laughed, in the middle of the street. Shoulders relaxed back, pace slowed, and I started the madrilena act again. Checking EVERYONE out. Making eyes. Looking at eyes. Smiling without fear.