Day 3
We started the day off with a teeny weeny pasty thing with cheese, tomato and basil for breakfast.
Then decided to catch the 'Hop on, hop off' open-roof Bus tour, which I’d totally recommend to anyone visiting Barcelona. Luke and Liz were also supposed to meet us, but they never got their acts together on time to catch up!!!
The first stop was at this penis shaped thing (Glories – Torre Agbar) that had a lovely shopping centre across the road where we had a nice big, thick, slurpy hot chocolate in the sun. Busting for a wee, the only place we could find toilets was in a kids playground, and the toilets were meant for 4 year olds! They were tiny and we were busting. Enough said!
Sagrada Familia was our second stop. It is a massive Cathedral that Gaudi was commissioned to build, but unfortunately he was run over by a tram and died, so couldn't finish it. It's apparently got another 50 or so years to go before its complete.
The place was packed out with tourists, a man playing the pan pipes, and even a guy running around with no head.
Unsuccessfully texting and missing Luke and Liz by minutes, we hopped on the bus to our 3rd stop - Parc Guell. Wow.
This park is tiled from top to bottom, it is very cute – like gingerbread man houses.
With amazingly blue skies, and our full sweat on, we made our way around the park checking out the rough rock balconies and columns.
Of course the 'Bag boys' were everywhere with all their merchandise, and I picked up a cool Bull's head fridge magnet.
We sat on the mosaic benches and marvelled at the rooftop views of the city, then continued the walk back down, random little Spanish bands were playing on the side of the paths and people were dancing, what a great scene!
We were getting a bit cold, and majorly thirsty at our next stop, as it was a long bus ride back into town. The stop was 'La Pedrera' which is another Gaudi building apparently built with no straight lines whatsoever. Nice.
We jumped out and headed for the closest store that sold Fanta, before jumping on the wrong bus, and then the right bus. Phew.
The next part is a bit of a blur - I know we got beer - went home - changed - and went out again for Tapas on the beach, something like: Sangria, Cured ham, BBQ Chicken wings, Mozzarella, basil and tomato, Hummus and pita bread. Fantastic!
Feeling quite pissy, we strolled to the 'World Trade Centre' and caught the bus to Montjuic where we stopped at the Olympic Stadium and walked down to 'Mnac' - a big domed building.
Bussing again extremmmmly tired and thirsty, we braved the fresh night time air up the top of the bus home to Barceloneta for ½L of Sangria and more San Miguel.
Day 4
With a luscious Chip breakfast in our bellies we walked the morning away in Cuitadelle Parc to see the lake, a mammoth and a fountain again. And what a fountain it is! Wow! 4 eagle headed lions surround it, and the middle of the fountain has a goddess. Its absolutely amazing, and so clean.
However, up the top and behind the fountain we found a homeless bum sleeping on a mattress along with his 2 dogs. Strange.
We then tubed to Sant Estacio Train station where Luke and Liz were leaving to train to Grinada. Big hugs as always and big goodbyes! I hope the rest of their trip goes well.
So basically we had the afternoon free to eat and drink.
We tubed to port, and found the MareMagnum..... where 'Tapa tapa' restaurant is and indulged in a fair amount of Tapas and a good litre of Sangria. And then headed to the beach to sunbathe.
The daily ice-cream flavours today were choc and hazelnut, mango and strawberry and cream, cream caramel, mandarin, choc and hazelnut. Lush.
We then freshened up, and tubed to Parallel to get on the Funicular to Montjuic again.
The cable cart was closed so we took a walk through the 'Jardens' and found musical instruments in the form of stepping stones. This was fun!
The walk up to the castle through the forest had some amazing views over the city, and we could pin point where the cathedral's and penis shaped thing were!
A monument of people holding hands in a circle stands in the centre, and we just make it into the castle before it closed. Lucky, because it holds the most beautiful views over city and port.
Naturally, Kelly is drawn to the stray cats, and there were a million that we stopped to talk to. As you do when your are with Kelly :) Foodles is doing Doodles on the Montjuicles!
On the walk back down we find a really steep random slide that I have to try, and also a great sunset over Mnac domes.
Talking about randomness...we come across a really weird private function where everyone is in Dresses and Tuxedo's. There are cocktails and Tapas on a rotating wheel, and performers in giant see-through bubbles doing whaky moves. Really cool!
After seeing the Olympic pool we tube back to Drassanes and again visit 'Tapa Tapas' for ½L sangria and more Tapas.
On the walk back to the apartment we find a random concert with a girl singing – Kelly thought it may have been Morcheeba.
Day 5
What a fantastic sleep to wake up from! Each morning we wake at 8.30am by someone else’s alarm. The Beach was calling, and we sunbathed for about 2 hours before tubing to Montjuic.
Due to the Gondola across to Port Vuell being closed, we had nothing left to do but eat again, and that we did at Tapa Tapa's where we scored some free Sangria for 'Beautiful ladies, No Men!' Ha!
Another sunny afternoon, so of course in our blurry Sangria warped eyes, go down to the beach. Weirdly enough a man walks across the beach in front of us wearing absolutely nothing! 'What are you doing??!!!' I say. 'I am a nudist, I walk from one beach to another.' He replies with his nut sack hanging out. And that was that.
We seem to attract the weirdos, just after the Nudist Fellow, a beach beer seller guy approaches us saying 'I want sex with you two girls.' Obviously we explain that we are together and don't want anything of the sort, thank you!! And he replies with 'why sex no good with man?' It went on and on. Basically he was a dirty man, but actually quite funny. It would have been better if we got free beer off him!!!
Later on that evening we found a lovely restaurant called 'Opium' and we had a fantastic meal.
On the walk home along the promenade, we are swarmed with a massive group of roller-bladers.
Day 6
So the shitty day we have both been dreading for months and months is finally upon us. Kelly and I have go our separate ways for a while due to my VISA running out. There were a few tears as we made our way to the train station and then on to the airport. We said our unwanted goodbyes and I left to catch the train back to the station to catch yet another up to San Sebastian, while Kelly boarded the plane back to Bristol and then on to Newquay.
It was a bit of a crap day really, but the train ride up was ok, the chairs provided ample room, and the tray held my laptop perfectly.
The journey took 7 hours, and I arrived in San Sebastian lonesome, but at least the hostel is easy to find. Its clean and tidy, almost like a flat. Straight away I meet and Aussie couple, and English guy (who later snored his face off, and our ears.) and an American lady.
I Skype Kelly with the interruptive internet service in my room, and she has made it back to U.K fine.
Sleep is the next thing on my agenda, the others go our for drinks. The streets are mad outside, there is so much noise due to a local football game that was won earlier, and they are all dressed up probably stag dos.
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