I’ve dreamt about Spain ever since I heard my first Spanish song, read Pablo Neruda’s poetry in Spanish, and learnt my first phrase in the language; soñar no cuesta nada, to dream costs nothing.
I’ve dreamt about hopping from bar to bar, sampling tapas and listening to the Spanish guitar. Whiling away time with a glass of Sangria at a quaint seaside cafe. Cycling along the cobbled streets of a small Spanish town, thanks to Woody Allen. Driving along its gorgeous coast, because Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara. And falling head over heels in love with the “Spanish” way of life. I’d be lying if I said I haven’t dreamt about ogling at its beautiful men 😉
So when the Tourism Office of Spain, Turkish Airlines and UNESCO World Heritage Cities of Spain, invited me on a week long trip to Barcelona, Ibiza and Tarragona, I had to pinch myself several times. Schengen visa woes ended yesterday. I’ve decided to extend my stay by another couple of weeks, during which I intend to go down south to Andalucia, and experience more of the charming countryside. I leave on Tuesday; España here I come!
Have you been to Spain? Any recommendations for my trip?
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I’m the founder of this award-winning travel blog about offbeat and sustainable travel, and author of the bestselling travel memoir, The Shooting Star.
In 2011, I quit my full-time job, and gradually gave up my home, sold most of my possessions, stored some in the boot of a friend’s car and embraced a nomadic life.
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