 she decides to leave me, one of the reasons will be because I will stand out too much as a sore thumb in Barcelona, that I do not look Catalunian. I do not present, nor do I present as a Spaniard. I come across as much as an ugly American as about anybody can, and she finds it quite humorous. My size, my demeanor, my complexion, my hair color, my use of language or failure to use proper language, all of these things make me just a