¡Viva España!

I'm really thinking about moving to Spain. It's on my brain-- man! Esp since London's summer is pretty much over or did it ever really exist? Hmmm... I might have dreamt we had one.We had a huge thunder storm a few days ago. It rained so much that most of the businesses on my street flooded (knee high water in their basements) and had to close for repairs. But that's not why I want to move to Spain bc London will always have a very special place in my heart. I love London! But when I got to Barcelona...I just got another vibe! It was so relaxed! It was just...well...different. But different in a goooood way.I really liked how Barcelona was a big city but with fewer crowds. I totally digged on that whole siesta thing too. I'm all about taking naps. Then the nights come alive too. Nothing feels better then a warm night while sipping on Sangria! The night life in Spain fits my whole night owl persona. I never really got used to the whole London-closes-down-at-11pm thing. I feel like my parents are giving me a curfew! And the Spanish were really nice too. Esp when I stumbled with my Spanish. They weren't mean like the French. SO, now how do I tell my parents I've decided to move to Barcelona? I know they aren't going to like it too much. But it's my life and they are going to have to accept it! Why do I always feel like I'm 14 whenever I'm around my parents???