I didn't think I would have time to update my blog while on spring break but I found myself with some extra time before my Gaudi tour to catch you up on my time in Barcelona. Considering the fact I don't want to write a long post about my spring break in it's entirety when I am back in London, I might as well break it up into when I'm in which places. However because I didn't bring my laptop and I am currently using one of the computers at my hostel, pictures won't be up until next week.
So since Friday I have been in the gorgeous city of Barcelona, Spain. As always, whenever you are traveling somewhere, the journey itself is always an adventure. We got to Gatwick airport no problem and because we have Brandon who is on crutches, we were escorted to the gate early by a very sweet woman who was originally from Canada. Let me tell you I have never heard anyone say too many bad things about England but she was definitely not the country's biggest fan. She had a lot of mishaps from doctors to dentists to racist neighbors and I think anyone who experiences that would end up being jaded. I haven't had anything like that happen to me but I am also no stranger to the fact that Americans are not very popular with many English people. Teens and young adults love America (and funny enough a lot of people in England love Obama) but from what she told me, elder people don't really give a damn.
After her depressing stories we were finally able to board the plane and the flight was mostly smooth, although I am starting to hate landings more and more because I feel like pilots don't know how to land the plane and it's always very bumpy. Turbulence is not my cup of tea and the main reason why I can't stand flying. However we made it to Barcelona in one piece and that's all that matters. Now it was just a matter of how to get to our hostel and then find something to eat. Thankfully the guy who in special assistance who helped Brandon escorted us to the train station and showed us how to get tickets for the train and the metro. Of course by now everyone was cranky and grumpy because of the long day and the equally long flight that everyone started to get paranoid about being on the wrong train and not knowing where to go. We did end up on the right train and I helped navigate us through the metro and we found the hostel no problem. Still it's hard when you yourself are cranky and in a foreign country where you don't speak the language.
By the way, Barcelona Spanish is entirely different from what I learned in high school. They speak Catalan which is a mix of Spanish, French, and Italian. So there are a few things that I can understand but otherwise I try not to bother. It's been working out okay so far.
The following day we ended up taking a walking tour of the Gothic district which our hostel offers everyday and at first the day started out wet and cold but thankfully the sun came out and it was blue skies for the rest of the day. It was amazing. Also the tour lasted about two hours and then we all decided to walk around even more. By the time we got back to the hostel it was around 5:30 and we had been walking for more than five hours. My legs and hips are still hurting me. However I ended up taking a nice hour long nap before eating dinner and went out for a little bit before falling dead asleep in my bed.
Unfortunately yesterday wasn't as pleasant. Due to a mix of sangria, a weird tasting crunch bar, and inhaling a bit of shisha (it's nothing bad but I would rather not say exactly what that is. Just know it wasn't any type of drug; I don't do those sorts of things) I ended up getting sick the next morning and had a bad pressure headache. I thought I would be okay once I emptied out the contents in my stomach but the headache was so much worse so I had to stay in and sleep. And that sucked because it was warm and sunny out and it was not fair that I had to stay in. I did end up feeling better towards the end of the night and I went to sleep decently early so I can make the most of today.
So I'm feeling really good today and I am ready to take on my last day here. Tomorrow afternoon we fly to Paris for the rest of break and I cannot tell you how happy I am to see that city and all it's sights.
Also if you didn't know, my sister completed the Disney Princess Half Marathon in Orlando yesterday and I couldn't be more proud of her. She is also doing it again with me in 2015 when I don't have school anymore. So if you are friends with her on Facebook or have her number, congratulate her because 13.1 miles is not an easy feat.
That is all I have for now but I am sure you'll hear from me again in Paris!
Cheers!
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