Wandering

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If you love photography as I do, I think you will agree with the fact, that the best time to take pictures is early in the morning, when the sun goes up and you have that wonderful light, the rays set on the rooftops and it tries to fill the narrow empty streets. It is the best time to make pictures, the streets are so calm that you can hear the wind rustling through. 

It was one of the mornings, when I decided to do something more than just to crawl in the bed. It was tough to wake up at 6 a.m., but I must admit, it was completely worth it. The idea of exploring Barcelona at its best just got me spinning.  No people, no rush. You have all the time for yourself. I felt in love. Once again.  It felt different, to do what you like and be surrounded by buildings, palms and no one else. That was the feeling I felt in love. The city felt different, it felt peculiar.