It’s feeling the sun on your face on endless afternoons having coffee outside, the warm street lights shining through narrow streets at night. It’s the glasses of tinto accompanied by jamon y queso, the great conversations and magic discovieries wandering around, the nights full of dances and loud music, the impressive buildings and all the small details. And it’s the smiles, the laughs and giggles. It’s life in Spain.
By Clara Bütow