La Famille II (Barcelona)

Beep Boop.

Cheers. The sangria was to die for.

Sister, sister.

Flea market ceiling.

Family in front of Sagrada Familia.

Necessary paella picture.

My cousin from Korea, Yoo Sang!

My other cousin (Yoo Sang's sister), Hye Sang!

Sonia!

We obviously love hiking. (Back story, we had to kind of go off trail and my sister was not pleased with this)

Barcelona.

Temple of the Sacred Heart of Jesus.

The view was amazing...!

My outfit of the day. Yes, I got funny looks all day.

Annoying lady who ruined our family picture, I will hunt you down.

Kiddos in front of a Gaudi architecture.

Spanish tapas, take me back, I miss you.

I asked my cousin if I could take a picture of his cute socks, and he says yes and proceeds to cover his shoes because "he has to cover the mark." (In Korea, celebrities have to censor labels when they go on TV)

Celebrating New Year's in the center of Barcelona with a Spanish tradition where you have to eat a grape every time the clock tower rings.

Spent the first hour of 2014 stuck in a broken train.

Oh, Barcelona. What an experience. So my family rented an apartment from "Marta" (through Airbnb) and she just turned out to be such a character. We had such a good laugh because of her the entire trip, haha. My cousin had his own room and he kept complaining about how the pillows smelled, so he would throw them in the closet, but Marta would come back every night while we were gone and put them back, stinking up the bed again! Also, the craziest thing happened while we were there. I got a message from my mom saying that our cousins from Korea were in Spain too! And it just so happened that they were going to be in Barcelona the same days that we were going to be there. It was truly only by God's grace that we were we all able to meet in Spain and spend New Year's together. We see these cousins maybe once every few years. I still can't believe we were able to see them! I mean, what are the chances that we run into our cousins in Spain? Anyways, after Barcelona, we went back to Paris for a day because the kiddos' return flight was from CDG. Even though they annoyed me to the core most of the trip, it was probably one of my most comfortable trips and I couldn't hold back my tears when they left. I love my babies and I'm so grateful I got to spend the holidays with them.