Getting to Barcelona

The long eight-hour flight seemed very short because of Carlos Ruiz Zafón. I almost finished La Sombra del Viento and was left with the need to continue reading and finding out what would happen to Daniel and Julián. But it was time to go into the city, to take the bus and the train, to find my lodging, and visit the University of Barcelona. I felt I was coming back to a city I knew, although very little, but familiar. Reading Ruiz Zafón's novel gave me that preliminary knowledge about the city, the names of the streets, the squares, and as every metropolitan city, the many family businesses. The big buildings reminded me of San Juan, Puerto Rico. It will be hard to keep to my books and prepare for my exams. My schedule will need to include a little of the city that is calling me as though I was just a visitor.