I didn’t just take a few pictures of people I don’t know. I got braver as I went.

I’m pretty sure that she is pretty sure that I just took her picture.. but she’s not quite for sure.

At La Sagrada Familia, it’s easy to snipe a spy shot; everyone is looking up.

At La Boqueria.

This photograph is not entirely about legwear and lingerie.

Outside Museu Nacional d’art de Catalunya.

Very European, with the jacket, and the bread for lunch.

He actually said I could take a photo. Its amazing what buying stuff can do.

He doesn’t care whether I take a photo or not. (Taragona)

None of them notice. At Park Güell.