Barcelona Baby

Barcelona Barcelona! We had such a good time there just walking around and discovering all the little side streets (and there are many!). There is the main street called Las Rambas where all the freaks in the city come and perform in front of the tourists. It was madness the different characters these people came up with and I wish I brought my video camera but I was scared it would get knicked (I heard Barcelona is the prime spot for criminals to steal from tourists). Anyways I went with the flat-mates Ang and Kay so they took pictures of us so I will try to post them a bit later. I tried to get them to take photos of the crazy people but they were not into it as much. We went to the main market there every day and the food there was soooo good and fresh and if you din’t mind the full feather-less chickens or the pig and cow’s heads staring at you (oh yes they still had there eyes in the skull) it was cool to look around. It is so strange to see what differences there are in cultures and feelings on food. In North America we eat meat but we do not want it to look like the animal it once was but over in the European countries it would be seen as non-fresh if it wasn’t all out there to see. I have some pics of funny dead animals (I know I am morbid).

So the weather was more kind then we predicted so we did get to lay out on the beach though it was still to cold to swim. A little disappointed but it was supposed to rain the whole time so I guess beggars can’t be choosers! Kay and I have been talking about possibly moving down there for a few months to live and work and soak up more of the culture. It would be hard because we don’t know the language but we noticed there were a few places that were all tourist areas (or tourists traps – however you want to look at it) where everyone was speaking English. Any way I think my time in London might come to an end soon. I might go to another country or I might come home. NO IDEA- big surprise!

So the last day we were soo tired and went to lie on the beach one more time (fully clothed mind you - hard core I know) but it was so windy and cold we had to leave. We walked around for ages looking for a place to eat. It was around 4:30 and every where was closing for siesta time – yes, they take a break in the middle of the day – so cool. We finally went to this small place where only one woman was working and we all ordered crepes but little did we know it would take an hour for our food! We were getting a little nervous because we had to catch our plane and haven’t gone back to get our stuff yet. It was a good thing it was the best food we had there by far otherwise we would have been a little angry. Finally we get all the way back to the apartment grab our stuff and try to hail a taxi. No luck for the longest time and we were getting a bit nervous. We kept seeing the taxis but they were all occupied - this being rush hour. Miracously I saw a taxi in the distance and ran like the wind -luggage in tow. He said he was waiting for a customer but maybe we was enchanted by our beauty (haha) and decided to take us instead. We finally got into London at 3:30 in the morning without any sleep the night before and we all had work in the morning. Well we all somehow made it through Saturday and had the best sleep ever that night.