Bienvenido

As I was rubbing my eyes from wathever little sleep I managed to catch on the plane I looked out the window and took in the mountains to my left and the blue Mediterrainean Sea on the right. As the plane continue to loose altitude I start to make out a few houses with their typical terracotta roofs.

I lean back in the seat, yawn and the pilot tells the stewards to prepare for landing. I look out again and there it is, Barcelona. Oh, this vibrant active city, soo full of life. I smile widely and I hear a voice calling out;

Bienvenido Jonas!