welcome to barcelona

today is 14th of september 2025 and alp is durunmk. it has been 11 days since i have moved to barcelona. all the time people ask me how it is, but in reality, i don't feel it. i do not feel like i have left my home country. sure, i couldn't hold my tears when the plane was leaving turkiye, or i saw the last piece of land belonged to turkiye. i do not have a return ticket. i did not cry in the year 2025, but when i think about leaving home, i do feel sentimental about it, it is hard to hold back my tears. but i do not feel it. i do not feel like i moved to one of the most famous cities in the world. barcelona is a wonderful city, i will talk about that later, but i still feel like i live in ankara, or i moved to istanbul, nothing more.

life here has been easy so far, i got my metro card, i have been going to school, i have been making friends etc... but you know what was the most difficult part? i had to buy everything from scratch since my dorm room did not have shit. and i had the chance to explore, if not all, most of the stores around barcelona to buy the stuff all i need. i went to supermarkets, ikea's etc. i did thred tears when i saw the prices and the quality...

BİZİM İNSANIMIZ NEDEN BUNLARI BU PARALARA ALAMIYOR? HEM ADAMLAR BİZİM İKİ KATIMIZDAN FAZLA MAAŞ ALIYOR, HEM DE MARKET FİYATLARI NEREDEYSE BEDAVA, BİZ NEDEN BÖYLEYİZ? BİZİM BU DURUMDA OLMAMIZDA PARMAĞI BULUNAN HERKESİN **********************.

ÖFKEM DİNMEDİ, HEPİNİZDEN HESAP SORULACAK.

still, home is called home for some reason. i will come back after my journey is complete. and i will give my everything to make turkiye a better place. visca turquia!