Barcelona : Light from the Ground

From the darkness of the night, I began to see an orange hue in the clouds ahead from my window seat on the flight. The watch pointed to midnight – time to retire for another day ahead.

The orange hue, alike an intense sunset, during midnight came from the lights of Barcelona. The city is lighted up so bright that it shines up through the clouds above. Out from the airport, I could see that city doesn’t sleep at midnight.

At midnight, the lights greeted me. With a slight throb in the heart caused by a combination of fear, excitement and absolute disbelief, I stepped into Barcelona and that step marked what would be a new direction. There’s no turning back from now on.