There are five co-official languages in Spain, and I barely know a word of any of them. “Hola,” “por favor,” and “gracias” were all that I could manage most of the time, and even those embarrassingly basic words took some getting used to. I was the ultimate tourist: a little lazy and a little ignorant, but very much enchanted. I barely scratched the surface of this country, but the small pieces of it that I saw sure were beautiful. Maybe next time I have the chance to visit Spain I’ll manage to look a little less out-of-place and no one will steal my phone out of my hand.

The Basque Country



San Sebastian




La Sagrada Familia