A small lesson in happiness from Barcelona

In the glorious city of Barcelona, it occurred to me that Spain is a country that political correctness forgot. Here people smoke cigarettes and cigars as they walk and talk and eat in restaurants. Their diet is almost entirely based on footprint-heavy meat or ecologically questionable species of fish. They spend much of their time wandering around enjoying their surroundings and the company of others in a shamelessly unproductive way.

They also seem strikingly at ease with themselves – quite happy, in fact.

Could there possible be a connection between the two?