Disconnected

Of course, we had been warned in orientation about the prevalence of pickpocketing in Barcelona, but I was cautious when in large crowds. I kept track of my things. Was I not careful enough? Why me? Here I was, two weeks left in the program, and no phone to document anything. The Gen Z in me was screaming, ‘This is it. It’s over. Say goodbye to cute Instagram posts, and keeping my followers in the loop of my daily lattes and croquettes.’ How was I going to have a good time abroad if I wasn’t able to share it with everyone back home?

Then it hit me. Slowly, as I navigated the city without staring down at my phone every two seconds, I realized something. Why was I so keen on sharing my experiences with social media when I could be living them instead? I started exploring the city on my own, finding small Catalonian restaurants and meeting locals who were eager to share their stories. I wrote down my daily adventures in a travel journal and took pictures on my disposable camera when I could. In hindsight, I realized that I was on my phone so desperate to record what I was seeing that I forgot to live in the moment. Each street we passed was bustling with life: cafes serving delicious authentic cuisine, music playing at Ciutadella park, people laughing and walking to their respective lives.

I am so happy to have had this experience, to be disconnected from social media and all the ways it can distract from living in the present. Barcelona is a city that deserves to be seen, and felt, and I cannot wait to go back.

Cady Dering | University of Tampa | IFSA January in Barcelona | January 2022