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ᅠᅠㅤㅤㅤᅠᅠ                   llegamos! #TaxTakesSpain                   diario de viaje — spain . . ✹                   morning wandered into us. ᅠᅠㅤㅤㅤᅠᅠ the morning started with just me and la rambla. the streets were still waking up, cafés were setting out their chairs and the city felt quieter than i imagined. i let myself wander with no map, no rush, just following the sound of barcelona finding its rhythm. a little later, my favorite walking partner arrived: my beloved daughter, mary. together we slipped into mercat de la boqueria, where every corner was bursting with color and the sweetest smell of fresh fruit. we picked cups of strawberries, mangoes and whatever looked too pretty to leave behind, tasting our way through the market between laughter and little conversations. barcelona gave me a peaceful morning alone, then turned it into something softer with mary beside me. sometimes the best part of traveling isn't the place itself—it's who eventually walks into the morning with you. 🍓🥡 ᅠᅠㅤㅤㅤᅠᅠ

Wrapped up the trip at Bunkers del Carmel with Mary and caught the sunset over Barcelona. A lot of walking, a lot of food, and way too many pictures. Not a bad way to spend a couple of days. Guess that’s a wrap for #TaxTakesSpain. Until the next one.

ㅤ ㅤ     ㅤ    bunkers del carmel, barcelona. 7.00 PM • sunset with Mary ࣪˖ ִֶָ☼ as the afternoon slowly faded, Mary and Lady made our way up to bunkers del carmel to catch the sunset over barcelona. we found a quiet little spot with the whole city spread out beneath us and stayed there for a while, talking about everything and nothing as the sky changed colour above us. the warm light made everything feel softer — the rooftops, the hills, even the noise of the city below. we watched the last bit of sunlight disappear behind the horizon, leaving the sky in those pretty shades of peach and blue before the city began to sparkle for the night. it was one of those evenings that didn’t really need a plan. just good company, a beautiful view and a little more time before the day was over. ♡ ㅤㅤㅤ #TaxTakesSpain ㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤsunday • 7pm ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 📍 barcelona ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ #taxtakesspain ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ perched high above the city as the afternoon light softens into evening, waiting for the sky to put on its best show. making the climb up to bunkers del carmel with the friends like siennamore, john jay, daniela, maisie, britany, naira, blaire, lady, rudolph, jose, and fairuz ali feels like finding a pocket of pure magic in barcelona, sitting shoulder to shoulder on the ancient stone, watching the sun dip gently below the skyline. from up here, the entire city unfolds right in front of you. the spires of la sagrada família, the distant shimmer of the sea, and an endless expanse of rooftops bathed in soft shades of amber, rose and violet. between the natural breeze, giggleshits, and the steady rhythm of music floating through the air feels like time felt completely suspended. sunset at the bunkers isn't just a merely view but a shared core memory, a reminder of how sweet it is to pause, look out over the world, and take it all in together. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ something to accompany us under the sun <3 ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ chasing the horizon all the way to cala comte, where the water is so impossibly turquoise it barely looks real. spending the day wrapped in the ibiza sun, perched on the golden cliffs with jj, siennamore, and daniela while letting the sea breeze and laughter carry us from afternoon into the moment where the heat is no longer a problem. somehow, lingered a special kind of magic in places like this where time slows down completely and the ocean stretches out into forever. the best memories are made in simple, sun-drenched moments with your favorite people. observing the sun glimmering above the water and oranges over the mediterranean breeze, feeling completely grateful for this island. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤsunday • 2pm ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 📍 cala comte, ibiza ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ #taxtakesspain ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ there is something undeniably charming about waking up slow in barcelona, stepping out into the morning air and letting the city guide your steps down la rambla. walking along the famous tree-lined boulevard as the surrounding historic facades catch the early light is the ultimate reminder that you’re finally here, living inside a postcard. and then comes mercat de la boqueria—a total feast for the senses the second you step through its iron gates. the market comes alive with an explosion of vibrant colors and sweet aromas: towering stalls piled high with freshly sliced mangoes, glistening dragon fruit, crisp berries, and icy cups of freshly pressed juices. holding a cold cup of fruit in hand, weaving through the lively hum of vendors and locals, and taking in the rich history tucked into every corner... it is the sweetest, most picturesque way to kick off day two. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤsunday • 10am ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 📍 la rambla & mercat ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ de la boqueria ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ #taxtakesspain ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤ     ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ DAY 02 IN SPAIN 🇪🇸 The second day came a little easier, as though we had already found our rhythm. We spent our time enjoying the warmth of the day, talking about everything and letting the hours pass without hurry. By sunset, another chapter of our time together had quietly found its place in our memories. #TaxTakesSpain ㅤ     ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ🧺🫧🏖 after a morning surrounded by gaudí’s towering spires, we slowed the pace right down by 2:00 PM. we headed toward la barceloneta beach, where the salty breeze hits just right and the afternoon sun melts everything into a warm haze. there is nothing quite like sharing a massive pan of fresh, steaming paella right by the water, and letting time drift away without a single care. as 7:00 PM rises, afternoon breeze gave way to the magnetic pull of the city after dark. we took a slow, golden-hour stroll along passeig de gràcia, admiring the elegant storefronts and grand architecture before losing ourselves in labyrinth of the gothic quarter with the sole presence of britany! walk through those ancient alleys lit by soft streetlamps feels like stepping back through centuries. we eventually tucked into a cozy corner for tapas and endless glasses of fruit-infused sangria talking and laughing long into the night. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ