I recently cried in Barcelona when I returned to visit the street where I lived for 3 months in 2023 and was regularly sad there, drowning my sorrows in vermut negre. But I think when you need to cry, the aesthetics of the place really don’t matter.
I’ve cried on the New York City subway and can confirm that it is not a good place to cry. Perhaps one of the worst places to cry, aesthetically speaking. And also other reasons. But a cry along the Seine sounds much better.
Me too. I cried on a street corner in the middle of the night while a woman stood by wondering whether to approach and her dog kept barking at me. Eastern Europeans wear their emotions on their sleeves too.
Sadly, unlike you, I only keep seeing sick, homeless people which is far more disturbing than the crying people.
Great piece, Russell. I’ve yet to cry in Barcelona since I moved here in February (definitely still in the honeymoon phase) but I agree it is a welcoming place to show your tears and comfort yourself. A friend of mine visiting recently did burst into tears, but that was upon stepping inside La Sagrada Familia for the first time. And who can blame her? ‘It’s so beautiful,’ she whispered through her tears.
Travel writing how travel writing should be. Thanks for sharing.
Let's hope none of the 'travel content' people will find this inspiring and publish a listicle of "7 Best Cities in Europe to Cry Your Heart Out"
Lisbon is also a great place to cry. 😊😭
Great stuff
“It takes a lot to laugh. It takes a train to cry.” Bob Dylan
good cry 🤝 good croissant
I recently cried in Barcelona when I returned to visit the street where I lived for 3 months in 2023 and was regularly sad there, drowning my sorrows in vermut negre. But I think when you need to cry, the aesthetics of the place really don’t matter.
I’ve cried on the New York City subway and can confirm that it is not a good place to cry. Perhaps one of the worst places to cry, aesthetically speaking. And also other reasons. But a cry along the Seine sounds much better.
Me too. I cried on a street corner in the middle of the night while a woman stood by wondering whether to approach and her dog kept barking at me. Eastern Europeans wear their emotions on their sleeves too.
Sadly, unlike you, I only keep seeing sick, homeless people which is far more disturbing than the crying people.
Great piece, Russell. I’ve yet to cry in Barcelona since I moved here in February (definitely still in the honeymoon phase) but I agree it is a welcoming place to show your tears and comfort yourself. A friend of mine visiting recently did burst into tears, but that was upon stepping inside La Sagrada Familia for the first time. And who can blame her? ‘It’s so beautiful,’ she whispered through her tears.
I agree. I much prefer to cry in a beautiful space, if I can help it.