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We got up on deck early to watch our arrival in to Barcelona. I skyped my mum so she could share this with us which made it extra special.Skype is really an incredible app. The arrival in Barcelona lived up to expectations. The city sprawled out in front of us with the Sagrida Familia dominating the skyline. The view from our balcony was amazing and you had to pinch yourself that you were really there. The Queen Elizabeth ship was docked next to us. Again we opted not to do a ...
... up a great lunch in a cozy little cafe - patatas bravas and two slices of pizza were the orders of the day.
My friend 'A' has always been a huge help with my Spanish learning; she is never afraid to correct my mistakes and I feel very fortunate to have such a good friend and mentor in the language. She recommended two Spanish books (one of which was a mini dictionary) and I bought them both. Then we went to a quirky little place ...
... to the fire pit.
"Just do it. I did it. The guys are doing it. Go do it."
She looked at me like I was crazy, and to be honest, I don't blame her. I had let my frustrations spill over to some stranger. But. I'm okay with that.
"Can I go with someone?"
"No, go by yourself. Jump."
She hesitated, and then screamed as she leapt over the fire.
I clapped and cheered as more girls got up ...
... It was very flavoursome and the duck and sausage were delicious. There were perhaps a few too many beans...Jillian had steak with potato mash and green beans. We had a glass of red each and after our bad experience with coffee in Barcelona, Jillian thought she would try a petite cafe. Although better than in Barcelona, it wasn't great. I abandoned drinking coffee ...
... then attempted to pull it out with a fork we had which didn't work. He then took the spare D-clip I had on my bag and twisted it around to form a hook. After about half an hour of clumsily digging the cork out of the bottle with a D-clip, he did it and we had an opened bottle of wine with a few bits of cork in the bottom, but not many! So classy we are! And to make the scene even classier, we didn't have any cups or wine glasses so we just drank straight from the bottle. Well at least ...