By asthaa
Perched on one of the many mountains and hills surrounding Barcelona, 
stands as a testament to the beauty that can be found when you mix nature and creative brilliance, specifically that of Antoni Gaudí. There are interesting shapes and curves at every corner and mosaic sculptures that make up seating. Parque Güell is a work of art to walk through and experience. As I peered out to a nearly perfect view of Spain’s second largest city last weekend, I realized I had come to Barcelona with an image tainted by stories of tourists and foreigners on spring break. In fact, I loved the Gaudi architecture, expansive museums, and the sunny beaches. And it was in the library in the Fundació Joan Miró, where I remembered learning about Miró in high school and found myself making connections between my class and the work of the artists of Cataluña.
My trip was not only my personal discovery of Barcelona, but also of Madrid. The most important thing I found was an even deeper appreciation of Madrid and of the variety in Spanish culture between regions. In going to Barcelona with my program, I had the opportunity to feel the “vibes” of a new place and understand those of Madrid even more. For example, Barcelona’s use of Catalan extends beyond knowledge of another language; it is a source of distinction and pride. We were able to witness the force of Catalonian pride as were there during the festival of La Mercé, in honor of the patron saint of the city. We also learned about Barcelona's perception of the capital city and the alleged rivalry between them.
I also took the opportunity to go to Segovia for the day on Friday with one of my GW friends, Tyler, and I found the same thing. Visiting Segovia allowed me to make more connections to my classes and the things I had learned about the history of Spain. I loved the fall colors and walking from the ancient Roman aqueducts to the Alcazar palace, but also realized just how different Spain was if you drive north for an hour. It could be much smaller and older. Most shops close for a couple of hours during the late afternoon, so that vendors could eat at home. These were strikingly distinctive features from Madrid.
Just after two days in Barcelona, I have to say, I missed Madrid. Even after eight hours in gorgeous Segovia, I was ready to be back. I missed school, my host family, the morning rush, and walking to Retiro park. I never expected to feel this way about Madrid less than a month into studying abroad. I thoroughly enjoy exploring other regions outside of the city and am excited for the trips to come, but this semester, nothing can beat an afternoon strolling through El Rastro, a huge outdoor market, with my host mom, taking in all that Madrid has to offer.