I left Paris around 10:30 and went to the Beauvais airport which is about an hour north of Paris. I got into Girona airport around 3:30 and got into Barcelona by bus around 4:30. I called Lauren and Sofia but couldn't get a hold of them. This didn't bother me because I could have sometime to myself. The city was quiet when I came in on a Monday afternoon. I walked through the park at the zoo and around some courtyards. It was a beautiful city, very narrow streets and brick buildings with laundry lines connecting them. The weather was warm and it was much cheaper than Paris. I decided to walk towards the water and found this little crustacean friend. Neat.I was carrying my messenger bag and my camera bag so I really looked homeless in the streets of Barcelona, yet people STILL ASKED ME FOR MONEY. It was about 8 oclock and I was getting worried that I wouldn't meet up with my friends so I went into an internet cafe. And I facebooked lauren and got some directions.
I took a cab to the girls' apartment which was incredible. They all had separate rooms and a large fridge, a washer, a tv and dvd player, a CLEANING LADY, a balcony and a view of la sagrada familia. hum ho. We got ready and went to Barca del Salamanca for a fancy meal of paella with seafood and a dry white wine. It was so delicious. We had desserts and digestifs on the house. Glamorous.
But then we quickly stepped back into reality and went to the McDonalds and took shots of vodka out of a water bottle with Fanta. American Tradition. Then we went over to some guys' house and took more shots and smoked a bit. We didn't go out to the club until 2 AM but everyone acted like we were punctual, and heading out at an appropriate time. This club was awesome, except for the fact that it was a Monday, so not very busy.
When one orders a jack and coke they give you a FULL cup of jack and a small bottle of coke. Check out the flowers on the ceiling.
So we left the club around 6 AM and just slept at the guys' house. Sofia and I stole someone's bed, which was kind of rude.
We woke up around noon and it was one of those times where you have NO IDEA where you are and your surroundings are giving you no clues. Guy's Room..what? Laundry hanging outside? Sofia. ohhh right I am in Barcelona
. Anyway we debated getting high but just hopped on the metro to CEA to grab the key from Kelly and Sami (the girls we were staying with) since we didn't even have a change of clothes. The three of us walked into the school building HUNGOVER with yesterday's clothes and Lauren took off her shoes because they hurt her feet so bad. I wish we had a picture of us being pathetic sitting at the doors of CEA because they wouldn't let us in. Then Lauren just started yelling their names, to see if they could hear us. Ridiculous. We made it home and showered and Sofia and I went to La Sagrada Familia. Gaudi is AMAZING. One of the first things I noticed about Barcelona was how the trees even paralleled the architecture. And when we were inside the church, it pointed out all of the natural influences of Gaudi. The front of the church was the birth of Jesus and his earlier years and the back was the crucifixion. Gaudi died before it was finished and now architects and builders are still working on finishing it, and it won't be done until 2028. We went up the tower as well which gave a beautiful view of the city.
That night we went to Piperment which was famous for serving giant beers. Um. Yeah. These beers were giant. 13L which is about 50 beers. I thought it was a good idea, but it didn't really taste good and I am pretty sure I got sick from sharing a drink with 20 people. But it did allow me to talk about Oktoberfest with a new friend, who said he was there too. After that we went back home and did not wake up until 2 in afternoon.
I booked a hostel because Sofia and Lauren were going to the rest of Spain. We went to a fruit market and had a falafel that night. The falafels were SO DELICIOUS, they had a fresh food bar where you could add all the toppings you wanted and it came as cheap as 2.40 euros! And the fruit market had fresh coconut juice that was only .50 euro. HUM! HO! Sofia and Lauren went to catch their train and I went to my hostel and talked to my mom and went to bed kinda early.
The next day I had on my own. I went to Park Guell, Gaudi's park that overlooks the city. It was gorgeous. I took so many pictures and it was probably my favorite part of the trip. If I lived in Barcelona I would get lost in the park for days. Mmmm and bring fresh fruit from the market.
But unfortunately I chose to leave the park to go to the beach. I got there and sat by the water and was listening to Silver Jews on my i-pod and was finishing writing some thoughts down and a guy approaches me. He asked me a question but in Spanish. I don't understand him, obviously, so I say so and try to remember how to say "I dont speak spanish" and his creepy scummy spanish fucker friend snatched my camera bag and started running. I looked back and picked up my messenger bag which fell as he grabbed the strap. I started running after them but was almost tripping over my messenger bag and the fuck who took my bag was on a bike. I fell to the ground and cried. Fuck theives. Get a fucking job, or steal MONEY from the rich. So they maxed out my bank card, and stole my film camera with 3 rolls of film and my metro pass. They are probably going to throw out my film and metro pass. FUCKED. UP. I had film from Loire Valley and Park Guell. UGH. After going to the police station and playing "international crime charades," a name created by Kelly, for 3 hours I met up with Natalia. And we went to a bar crawl with some friends we met from the Hostel Bianca and Duffy. But at this point I was not pleased with Barcelona, and I will never return again without a strong male bodyguard.
But then we quickly stepped back into reality and went to the McDonalds and took shots of vodka out of a water bottle with Fanta. American Tradition. Then we went over to some guys' house and took more shots and smoked a bit. We didn't go out to the club until 2 AM but everyone acted like we were punctual, and heading out at an appropriate time. This club was awesome, except for the fact that it was a Monday, so not very busy.
When one orders a jack and coke they give you a FULL cup of jack and a small bottle of coke. Check out the flowers on the ceiling.So we left the club around 6 AM and just slept at the guys' house. Sofia and I stole someone's bed, which was kind of rude.
We woke up around noon and it was one of those times where you have NO IDEA where you are and your surroundings are giving you no clues. Guy's Room..what? Laundry hanging outside? Sofia. ohhh right I am in Barcelona
. Anyway we debated getting high but just hopped on the metro to CEA to grab the key from Kelly and Sami (the girls we were staying with) since we didn't even have a change of clothes. The three of us walked into the school building HUNGOVER with yesterday's clothes and Lauren took off her shoes because they hurt her feet so bad. I wish we had a picture of us being pathetic sitting at the doors of CEA because they wouldn't let us in. Then Lauren just started yelling their names, to see if they could hear us. Ridiculous. We made it home and showered and Sofia and I went to La Sagrada Familia. Gaudi is AMAZING. One of the first things I noticed about Barcelona was how the trees even paralleled the architecture. And when we were inside the church, it pointed out all of the natural influences of Gaudi. The front of the church was the birth of Jesus and his earlier years and the back was the crucifixion. Gaudi died before it was finished and now architects and builders are still working on finishing it, and it won't be done until 2028. We went up the tower as well which gave a beautiful view of the city.That night we went to Piperment which was famous for serving giant beers. Um. Yeah. These beers were giant. 13L which is about 50 beers. I thought it was a good idea, but it didn't really taste good and I am pretty sure I got sick from sharing a drink with 20 people. But it did allow me to talk about Oktoberfest with a new friend, who said he was there too. After that we went back home and did not wake up until 2 in afternoon.
I booked a hostel because Sofia and Lauren were going to the rest of Spain. We went to a fruit market and had a falafel that night. The falafels were SO DELICIOUS, they had a fresh food bar where you could add all the toppings you wanted and it came as cheap as 2.40 euros! And the fruit market had fresh coconut juice that was only .50 euro. HUM! HO! Sofia and Lauren went to catch their train and I went to my hostel and talked to my mom and went to bed kinda early.
The next day I had on my own. I went to Park Guell, Gaudi's park that overlooks the city. It was gorgeous. I took so many pictures and it was probably my favorite part of the trip. If I lived in Barcelona I would get lost in the park for days. Mmmm and bring fresh fruit from the market.But unfortunately I chose to leave the park to go to the beach. I got there and sat by the water and was listening to Silver Jews on my i-pod and was finishing writing some thoughts down and a guy approaches me. He asked me a question but in Spanish. I don't understand him, obviously, so I say so and try to remember how to say "I dont speak spanish" and his creepy scummy spanish fucker friend snatched my camera bag and started running. I looked back and picked up my messenger bag which fell as he grabbed the strap. I started running after them but was almost tripping over my messenger bag and the fuck who took my bag was on a bike. I fell to the ground and cried. Fuck theives. Get a fucking job, or steal MONEY from the rich. So they maxed out my bank card, and stole my film camera with 3 rolls of film and my metro pass. They are probably going to throw out my film and metro pass. FUCKED. UP. I had film from Loire Valley and Park Guell. UGH. After going to the police station and playing "international crime charades," a name created by Kelly, for 3 hours I met up with Natalia. And we went to a bar crawl with some friends we met from the Hostel Bianca and Duffy. But at this point I was not pleased with Barcelona, and I will never return again without a strong male bodyguard.
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