Finally yesterday i got to see Sonia's photos and videos of our trip to Barcelona, it was an experience!
The vacation itself was ok, four High School friends finally got to take that trip they were planning since the very beginning of school.
I decided not to tell everything that happened, only the bad or simil-bad stuff.
First off i forgot my jacket on the plane so we spent fifteen minutes waiting in anxiety to see if they could get it back and save me from freezing my ass...(i got it back, yay!)
The second day we take the one day ticket for the turistic bus which has an open top in which you can seat and admire the city. The weather doesn't help. Is cloudy...not good. We take the chance anyway (Martina had already taken the tickets for that day at 20E so there is no way we can skip it). In the afternoon we visit the Parc Guell
and soon after we go take the bus to go visit the other half of the town, oh but look--->dark clouds! Oh but don't worry, we'll seat inside...no place inside, they send us on the top...after 2 seconds it starts raining...classic.
But is not the rain the disturbing part, the most annoying is that the driver go as fast as he couldn't wait to get home and take a shit!
and soon after we go take the bus to go visit the other half of the town, oh but look--->dark clouds! Oh but don't worry, we'll seat inside...no place inside, they send us on the top...after 2 seconds it starts raining...classic.But is not the rain the disturbing part, the most annoying is that the driver go as fast as he couldn't wait to get home and take a shit!
Thank gosh i have my jacket!
That night Martina had a fever, to be expected.
Being the only one a part Martina to have been to Barcelona before i had to lead the group to our walking day tour and i am really not a walker (not even from texas nor a ranger!) ahah. Ok is not funny!
Well we walk all day and my feet were screaming for the smell, oh no no, the hurt.
Well we walk all day and my feet were screaming for the smell, oh no no, the hurt.
When we finally find a restaurant to eat and rest our asses in we got almost kicked out of it at midnight...what the f...! wasn't this town supposed to be always awake, movida night and day?!?!
The Rambla is dwelled by bums, sluts under cover and their old customers..lets go home!
The last day is too complicated to explain, just know that the owner of the apartment thought we were fraudsters, i almost peed myself for all the sangria i had drunk and the flight back home was late and bumpy.
But we can finally say that we took our trip all together and it sure was an experience!
Now for all the world to see a mix of my "best" expressions taken by Sonia who is always right in time to catch me do something strange.
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