Barcelona

On the beach in Barcelona!

Inside the Sagrada Family

Step 1: Pack as lightly as possible. Step 2: Figure out how to get to the airport. Step 3: Figure out how to get to the hostel. Step 1 was pretty easy for me from all the traveling I have done with my dad. Malawi also taught me how little you need when my suitcase got lost, and I had to wear the same shirt for week. Getting to the airport proved to be a little more difficult. We arrived a hour early to the bus stop where the airport bus was supposibly suppose to stop. One passed, but it went right on by us. After watching the people around us we realized that we were suppose to wave them down, but at this point it was too late and and the next airport bus wasn't for another hour. So after waiting an hour and a half we had to take a taxi. We arrived in Barcelona a little before midnight, thankfully Noelle knew how to get us to the Hostel. The hostel was actually really nice; 12 stories high with CLEAN sheets (you never know with hostels) and a nice common room for everyone to hang out it. We hadn't booked together so we got split up. Luckily Jenessa and I where in the same room with 6 other girls from Hungry. They had taken over the room before we got there and their stuff was everywhere. It was very interesting talking to them though, meeting different people is one of my favorite pars about staying in hostels. Friday we visited La Sagrada family a temple designed by Gaudi and was started in 1882 and still in the process of being completed. I have gotten a little tired of visiting building after building but this was one was by far the coolest I have seen so far. The inside took my breath away, and I could have stood in the middle staring up at the ceilings and stained glass for hours. After this we decided to make our way to the beach along Las Rambalas (It is the central most Boulevard which cuts through the heart of the city centre which ends at a port.) We ended up getting very distracted by the shops and food and didn't make it to the port until sunset. After the sunset we decided to make our way home. An hour later we limped into the hostel thankful to sit down. My feet have never hurt so bad in my life! That night our hostel took us out clubbing for pretty cheap so we decided to tag along. I met a kid who went to Annandale High School! It's such a small world! Then Lauren got her blackberry and a diamond necklace stolen hence having to spend the next morning in the police station. Because of this little incident we didn't get as early of a start on our day as we wanted but we still ended up going everywhere we had planned. First we went to Parque Guell, also designed by Gaudi! It has a long winding bench covered in mosaics. We then met up with a really good family friend of my cousin from Venezuela that now lives in Barcelona. His name was Alexander and at one point he had lived with my grandmother in. It was so strange meeting this random guy in Barcelona who knew my entire family in Venezuela. He took us to a magic fountain show and the place where the 2000 Olympics where held. That night despite how exhausted we were we decided to give Barcelona every last bit of energy we had. We went clubbing and then at 5 in the morning we ran back to our hostel to change quickly and grab our bags and then headed to the airport. I have never been so exhausted in my life. I can't sleep on planes very well but I was out before the plane even took off. I'm not quite sure how I made it home with all my stuff. I have never been more thankful to climb into my bed in Sevilla where I passed out for 9 hours straight.