March 13th, Barcelona, Spain
Danny, Lucas, and I only spent one night here but for all of us, it probably is one of the most memorable nights of our entire study abroad trip.
We woke up in Zermatt, checked out of our hotel , spent three more hours on the train back to Geneva, and then spent a few hours at the airport playing James Bond.
This is where Prince left us and it was just Danny, Lucas, and I. Aka perfection.
We hopped on the plane and to prepare ourselves for our night in Barcelona, Danny and I practiced our Spanish…it was pretty bad. We spent the whole plane ride talking in Spanish, Lucas became a little lost in the conversation because he had never learned Spanish…sucks for him.
Anyway, we landed and asked tourist information how to get to our hostel. She told us what bus we needed and what stop we needed to get off on. We were set.
We got on the bus. Content and happy. But then I started to panic. I didn’t know when the bus stop would occur… I didn’t know how long we were supposed to be on the bus for. In Madrid, we were only on the bus for 30 minutes. The Spanish that Danny and I practiced did not help us out at all on that bus. We didn’t understand what was being said or what was appearing on the little screen. I kept looking at the map as if that would do anything. Lucas, being the smarty pants that he is, figured out how the little screen was working and figured out when we needed to get off.
We finally got off Paralelo. We were on that bus for like an hour…standing up with all our bags. But we couldn’t stop there. We had to then make our way to our hostel. We started walking in the direction we thought we were supposed to be going. Make bag was ridiculous heavy so I was not a happy camper. We were walking for a little bit when we decided we needed to ask someone for directions.
Danny, being the rock star he is, wanted to use his Spanish that he was practicing. He goes up to this lady yelling ‘Perdon’ in Spanish and the woman was terrified. She didn’t realize that he was only asking for directions rather than going to mug him. Oops. She told some sort of direction. She kept getting confused with right and left. So we weren’t really sure which way she meant. Even so, we started walking straight for 10 blocks. We got to the tenth block and had to ask for more directions. Danny and his ‘perdon’ too funny! The people he asked this time looked it up on their smart phones. And told we had a lot more blocks to go and then turn right. That first lady was a liar, but whatevs.
So we walk down the street. I’m like dying with my bag. Boo. But, I trucked on. We get confused again about where we are supposed to go. We approach this guy and ask him directions to the hostel. He is an American living in Barcelona so he stopped us while talking and plainly asked ‘American?’ Yes, yes we are. No ifs, ands, or buts about it. He actually was heading in the same direction we were. Thank God! He led us to the street our hostel was on; we thanked him, and then he was on his way.
We got to our hostel, Hostel One, and was bombarded by friendliness. They were in the middle of dinner, the rest of the guests. Apparently, at this hostel the different guests make a home cooked dish from their respective country. Before we could do anything, or pay for the hostel, the man who worked there took us into the kitchen gave us a Spanish omelet along with this meat/bean sauce (I actually don’t have a clue what it was). He sat us down, gave us three forks, and told us to eat. We were so overwhelmed. SO not knowing what to do with ourselves, we ate it. And it was good. Yum. Delicioso.
After finishing, and having the time to calm ourselves down, we paid for our hostel and headed upstairs. We were sharing a room with another boy. They were nice enough beds. So settled our stuff and went out to find a restaurant to really eat at.
We ended up walking for awhile, in a big circle basically. We ended up here.
It had okay food. But they had cheap bottles of wine so I ain’t complainin. :)
We had one of the most interesting nights here. It was a roller coaster of emotions. We were laughing and then crying and then laughing again. I’m blaming it on the wine. Interesting conversations were had.
We stayed in the restaurant drinking until like midnight or one in the morning. We grabbed our bottle of wine and made your way back to the hostel. While walking back, I was carrying the wine, and my drunk ass just had to trip. Great news though! I saved the wine. I fell and held the bottle up and Danny was ecstatic. SO I was helped up by and we made it back to the hostel. Safely. No worries :)
We looked good didn’t we? Haha
Anyway, we were up for awhile because Lucas wasn’t feeling well. Woops. Finally, we went to bed around 3:00 am.
We got up around 10:00 am because we had to check out right around then. We packed up our stuff and made our way to find the bus stop and a place to eat breakfast.
We were successful on both accounts. We headed to the airport-it took an hour, but we were able to sit this time. I passed out. Apparently, Lucas had to put his hand against my head because it kept on falling off his shoulder. I had no idea. Woops.
That was our night in Barcelona. One of the most memorable nights of my entire London experience.
Next, we’re off to Roma, Italy. No big deal.
So…….(Friday, March 9th)
I left you all off on March 8th, the day before I left for spring break. (That awkward moment when that was over a month ago….my b.)
Anyway, so we went to the Retro that night for Lucas’s surprise birthday party. We got back from the Retro a little before midnight and we were leaving by 3:00 am. Time crunch.
Everything was going well. We were all packed, and were headed to print out all our boarding passes. I started printing them all out. I kept telling Danny that I was missing a boarding pass. He kept on telling me that no, he sent me all that he had.
That awkward moment when we forgot to book our returning flight to London from Rome….
Great. I mean, of course that would happen. Of course we wouldn’t book the flight that would bring us back to London at the end of spring break. There was no time for us to book the flight then or else we would miss our bus to Luton airport.
Oh well. As Ted and Marshall say in HIMYM: Future Jessica can handle it.
Off we go!
We make our way to the bus stop. We go up to the bus and are told that there is no room. So we sit and wait for the right bus. We see a bus that says it’s going to Luton, but it doesn’t look like the bus we just saw so we stay seated. That bus leaves and we are still waiting. We start to wonder where our bus is. We’ve been waiting for a long time and time is becoming scarce. I think it was Lucas who started to question if that was the bus we were supposed to get on…I start to panic.
We missed our bus to the airport because we were sitting on the ledge WAITING for the bus…
Idiots, we are.
Finally another bus arrives and we go up and try to get on. Lord, was that bus driver too sassy and rude for my taste. He wasn’t going to let us on the bus because it was sold out and past our time. RUDE. He allowed us on the bus finally if we paid for a full ticket…again. SO basically we paid for two bus tickets. Kill me. Great way to start our spring break.
OH WAIT, we started the trip not having a return flight home. Missed bus. No flight home. The perfect way to start a trip.
Anyway, we make it to the airport. Get on the flight. Preparing ourselves for a ten hour layover in Madrid, Espana. We land, not gracefully, in Madrid and find the lockers to put our luggage in.
Note: One locker for four bags doesn’t work. Here’s proof.
"Push it in, Danny! Push it in!"
We are too funny.
We make our way to central Madrid, and try to navigate ourselves around the city. I speak a little Spanish, not very well. Maneuvering around the city was a little difficult because we weren’t familiar with the language. However, we were still able to figure out the Uh-oh Oreo.
We are so cute. Geesh.
We attempt to make our way to Sol. We got lost. And then became really hungry. We stopped and ate at a small restaurant. I think the boys were a little disappointed by the sandwiches they got. The sandwiches they got were mostly bread with one slice of meat on it. So sad. I got a sandwich though with a Spanish omelet on it. A Spanish omelet has potatoes and onions and egg in it. It’s different, but it was still good.
After eating we finally found where Puerto del Sol was. This little square, area was filled with people in mascot suits. Like I saw a Mickey Mouse that wasn’t Mickey at all. He was such a poser. People were dressed up as the smurfs and Spongebob just to get money. They freaked me out. Also, that Mickey was not following Disney etiquette; taking off there heads in front of anyone. I mean, COME ON. That would never happen in Disney World.
My boys. Love them.
After Puerto del Sol, we walked a little further to Plaza Mayor. We sat at one of the tables in the Plaza and just chilled there. The sun was out. It felt so nice coming from rainy and chilly London. Being able to sit in the sun was so relaxing.
Please ignore how gross I look. Remember I hadn’t showered since Thursday morning so I am not on my A game. Judge if you wish because I can’t stop you.
On our way back towards the airport we stopped by a gelato place. This stop, I think, started the gelato obsession for our entire trip. More on that later though. Danny got this awesome lemonade slushie drink. It was sooooo good. Yum!
After wondering the city for the day, we head back to where the bus to the airport will pick us up. We had some time to spare before the bus would come to pick us up. So we chilled in this park across the street. Danny passed out…
We headed to the airport. Sat there for a few hours, exhausted. We finally boarded the plane to head to our next destination: Geneva, Switzerland.
Some side notes:
- It’s really difficult to keep up what day it is when travelling. I think this is worst I’ve done with keeping up with no meat on Fridays during Lent.
- The people in Madrid rarely speak English. Good luck asking for directions.
- There are street performers everywhere in Madrid. Some of them have this obnoxious noises and they try to scare you.