Two weeks ago, today, I was waiting at the airport for Megan and company. It ended up being quite the hassle getting myself to the airport via walking, metro, and train. It ended up being even more difficult trying to find Megan at our designated meeting spot and time. You forget how dependent you are on cell phones!! Getting a big hug from Megs made it all worthwhile.
Thursday: The ladies were tired after their around the world travel day, so they checked into their hotel and took a bit of time to get clean. We decided that since the weather was so beautiful, we should take advantage and be outside. We walked to Las Ramblas, grabbed some lunch, and continued to walk down Las Ramblas towards the ocean. Taking a break, we grabbed a seat at an outside cafe to enjoy some Sangria. A street performer grabbed our attention by attaching a leash to a mans backpack and walking him like a dog. He also karate chopped an asian man, fist pumped a black man, and mocked everyone that walked past him. Totally not okay, but pretty hilarious. He had our table laughing the entire time. We walked along the ocean for a while, then headed back towards the hotel. Split up to meet for dinner later. I took them to my favorite Mexican restaurant "Rosa Negra". I didn't think they would be ready for typical mediterranean food quite yet. Enjoyed some margaritas, delicious food and good company - called it a night "early" at 1 am.
Friday: Day trip to Montserrat :) Megan McGovern really knew her stuff, guide book in hand. Thank goodness, because my knowledge ends once we leave the city. We took the train and got up at the wrong stop, because we accidentally listened to this little old man who was convinced he knew where we were going. I think collectively, we decided it probably wasn't wise to follow advise in a different language. It was another beautiful day! I'm so so happy that the weather cooperated for their visit. It proves very challenging to motivate yourself to sightsee when it's raining. We took some pictures, climbed some mountains, ate some chocolate la la la dee da. When we got back to the city, we took a nap, planning to meet in a few hours. We went to a restaurant nearby recommended by the hotel. It turned out to be this little Spanish restaurant with a drag show upstairs...um? There was also this quite attractive, talented magician who did tricks for us at our table. After dinner, I took them to my favorite bar, "La Oveja Negra". I was convinced I was going to get them to meet some Spanish boys, and sure enough, our table was eventually overcrowded with language barriers. For the most part, they spoke decent English, but every so often, I'd get looked to for translation. At one point, I accidentally told them that Jenna sold drugs, instead of pharmaceuticals. Oops! haha :)
Saturday: I woke up and met with the Megans to explore more of city. We walked north towards La Sagrada Familia, did a bit of tourist shopping, and continued walking with our sights set on Parc Guell. My apologies, I had not realized that meant walking around the world!! The walking we did that day could make up for a month's worth of being lazy. We stopped for sustenance: water and a chocolate croissant. haha And finally made it to the top of the city! The sun was shining, so we sat on a bench, overlooking Barcelona. We had planned to meet the Jennas at champagneria, but it was packed, like a normal Saturday afternoon, so we hopped over to my favorite kebab place instead. The joy of carved meat and special sauces charmed the girls just as it had me. I got to steal Megan away for a little sister time. I think we talked for maybe 15 minutes, then took a nap. Not surprising. At night, the ladies got pizza from my boys across the street. They were thrilled to have more pretty American girls in their pizzeria. Jumped in a cab to Pippermints, where the drinks are bigger than your head. Megan and I welcomed the challenge trying to drink one together. We completed it just before closing time. The night was still young, by Barcelona standards, so we got in a cab headed towards the Spanish hotspot "Razmattaz". It's a discoteca with four different floors, each playing a different kind of music. It was certainly different being there with the Megans and Jennas than my usual group of friends.
Sunday/Monday: The ladies took a little day trip to Valencia. I had to stay home to take a midterm...and experience SNOW?!! More on that crazy weather to come.
Monday night: Megan and company got back in time to go back to the pizzeria for round two of dinner and go out with my friends. We went to Loco Lunes at Otto Zutz. I had shown them a club overpowered by natives, and now I wanted to show them one overpowered by students studying abroad. A foolproof way to tell which kind your at is the dancing. Americans prefer more skin to skin contact while dancing. Personally, I'd love it if we all danced more like the Spanish: in our own little personal space bubbles. After we had gotten our fill of people-watching we had to search far and wide for a cab. I was in comfy shoes, so I found myself running down the streets trying to hail one driving past.
Tuesday: I had to go to class boooo, but I met up with the girls at Champagneria for some lunch and in between class refreshment. After class, I got more Megan time, which I always love. We met up with Megan, Jenna, and Jenna later for some more toursit shopping and dinner near La Sagrada Familia. Had to say goodbye to Megs that night, since we both had early mornings, but I knew I'd see her in 6 weeks, which is practically right around the corner.
I LOVE YOU MEGORA! Thank you for being in Barca with me!
Besos y Abrazos <3 Glen :)
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