Katie and I spent four glorious days in Barcelona. We'd been dreaming of Spain since we were 14 years old, sitting in Señora Henning's Spanish 1 class, singing Christian songs in Spanglish. Us 'mijas' were really looking forward to finally trying out our Spanish in the motherland, in a city that doesn't even speak real Spanish. I worked my Spanish with a little French (sil ou plait) and German (ja), figuring that Catalan kinda sounds like French Spanish (plus I couldn't get 'bitte' and 'ja' out of my brain after having spent the previous week in Germany). In the end, we always got what we wanted, which is the point really.
We flew Easyjet, which was a surprisingly clean, friendly, and easy experience. My previous experiences with discount airlines (Ryan Air) had left me feeling disgusting, frustrated and cranky. In the future I will definitely look at EasyJet for short haul European flights.
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| Short fight from London to Barcelona |
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The weather was perfect, 75-80 degrees the whole time. Our hotel,
The Olivia Plaza Hotel, was right smack in the center of the city, the staff was friendly, and our room was nice and clean. The photo at the beginning of this post is the view from our room- hello Barcelona!
I was so happy to see Katie's face when she arrived in London :) As soon as she set down her luggage in my flat, we walked over to pick up some Barcelona guide books at
Daunt Books in Marylebone. The picture above was taken in Regent's Park.
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| Gothic Quarter of Barcelona |
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| Katie |
On day one we wandered around the city, checking out the architecture everyone talks about. Here we are doing our 'Facebook profile picture' poses in front of Gaudi's Sagrada Familia church.
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| Me |
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| Courtyard amplifying the music of Spanish guitar players |
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| Picture for Mom (La Sagrada Familia) |
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| Another one for Mom |
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| We were so, painfully, tired, here. |
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| Paparazzi Katie |
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| Remnants of sangria at Andu |
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