After a long, long, long day of travel I have finally made it back alive from my weekend in Barcelona, Spain. I never thought I would ride a bus, fly a plane, ride another bus and then take a train twice within one weekend. Hopefully this means I burned off all that was gained from my excessive, yet delicious, Paella binges.
Four years ago when I was in high school I took a 3 1/2 week trip around Spain with my Spanish teacher and fellow classmates. My memories from that trip are a little hazy but I still remember how much I loved the country itself and the fact that I (of course, with my luck) got a stomach flu while in Barcelona. With that said, I didn't really remember much of the city except that I barfed during a tour of the Olympic stadium. What a great memory...Anyways, I didn't realize how much I loved Barcelona until this past weekend when I experienced the city in a different light. The city itself is huge and the main street, La Rambla, where our hostel was located off of, was beautiful and lined with huge trees that towered overhead. The stone buildings and apartments that lined the street were gorgeous as well and I imagined myself easily living in one of them. But, most if all I loved the fact that such a busy and crowded city was located right next to a beach (that was actually man-made for the Olympics). Shopping and tanning in one? I couldn't ask for more.
As you can tell, I loved Barcelona and I'm jealous of my friends back home who are going to study a full semester there this year. It's an exciting place with delicious food (gazpacho, paella and more) and I could ramble on about it forever but the long day of traveling has killed me and my bed is screaming my name.
Adios!
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