A little over a half a year ago, I half-jokingly suggested to my sister that we should go to Barcelona to go to Primavera Sound (edit: it has been brought up that my sister actually mentioned Primavera Sound earlier than this. I don't remember this but I am assuming she is correct because I have a pretty bad memory). That night we ended up booking flights to Paris. Barcelona and Paris were so photogenic that we ended up walking everywhere just to check out all of the cool street art and alleyways (one day we walked 28 kms and I don't think my legs had ever ached so much). We had some great food, saw some great dogs, and got to listen to some great music. And - Killer Mike gave us a shoutout in the middle of Run the Jewels' set. One heck of a trip.
