The streets in the Poblenou district of Barcelona are overflowing with the heady citrus scent of orange blossoms. Anniqua and I stand under an orange tree filling our lungs with the fragrance of spring. It is two weeks into April and we are in Spain for a little break.
“If I had a beach chair, I’d plant myself right here and spend the rest of the day under this tree.”
“Or, you could just buy a perfume with notes of Azahar,” Anniqua says, using the Spanish word for orange blossom. “We should buy some to remind us of this trip. I love the scent of flowers – it’s so soothing.”
— Selma Tufail takes a perfumista-ish tour of Barcelona, complete with references to Patrick Suskind's Perfume: The Story of a Murderer. Read more in Flowers, perfumes and incense at The News on Sunday.
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