With Spain's win in the semi's yesterday, I almost hopped on a plane to go celebrate in one of my favorite cities on the planet. My bank account is a little more realistic than I am, and so, I'll travel back here with you all (:
The first time we met I had fun and I flirted and like every newbie, I fell in love. Second time around, we grew a little closer and Barcelona even met my family.
This time, things got a little more serious.
It was one of the best feelings in the world being able to show off the beauty and intelligence that make Barça so damn sexy. I can't put into words what comes over me here, but I can say that the next time we're together may the last time we separate (;