Hey Rachel...
Chapter One
Two travelers. Two very different climates. One massive reunion.
Departing the tropics to bring the heat (and the energy) to the European winter.
Meeting in the middle for tapas, art, and an aggressive amount of red wine.
Leaving the London grey behind to chase the golden hour.
Chapter Two: Barcelona
The plan is simple: We get lost.
From the whimsical, melted-ice-cream architecture of Gaudí to the breeze of the Mediterranean, we are going to wander until our feet hurt and then fix it with Vermouth.
Imagine us navigating the Gothic Quarter without a map, staring up at the Sagrada Familia, and finding the perfect spot for sunset.
"Barcelona is the vibe."
Let's go find it.
Chapter Three: Madrid
They say Madrid never sleeps, so I hope you're ready.
We've got Retiro Park for strolling, the Palace for ogling, and the Prado for pretending we know a lot about art.
From the chaos of Gran Vía to the hidden plazas. It's loud, it's vibrant, and it matches our energy perfectly.
Mercado de San Miguel is calling. Jamón ibérico that melts, churros con chocolate that heal the soul, and wine that flows cheaper than water.
We aren't just taking photos; we're making the kind of memories that look good even without a filter.
Chapter Four
The clock strikes twelve. We have exactly twelve seconds to eat twelve grapes. It is chaotic, it is stressful, and it is the absolute best way to start the year.
One grape for luck, one kiss for the New Year.
Chapter Five
When the grapes are gone, the real night begins.
Spanish nights don't end; they just evolve into breakfast. From late dinners to music that moves our feet before we even realize it. We aren't just watching the celebration; we are the celebration.
Bailamos hasta el amanecer! 🌙
Barcelona's coast, Madrid's lights, and us trying to figure out the metro. It's going to be legendary.
Get your bags packed, the adventure is calling. ✈️🇪🇸
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