Lk Barcelona

This is gonna be short, sweet, and ridiculously funny.

My roommate Kortney and I have finally found our spot, a cafe named Boci. It's really classy, has two levels, one filled with cool desserts and amazing food, and the upper level where we chill and do homework.

So Thursday morning we were hanging out at Boci, doing homework, drinking coffee, chatting. I look up from 'Ivanhoe' (which is turning out to be ...

... m*. M* ei läinud uurim*, k*s t*l oli konditsioon s**vut*tud *lkoholi või muude mõnu*ineteg*, ig*t*hes t* otsust*s kell 4 hommikul h*k*t* lärm*m* j* om* n*iseg* õiend*m* ning lihts*lt loom*moodi häälitsem*. T*g*tipuks lukust*s n*ine end (või meest?) v*nnitupp* j* siis *lg*s ukselõhkumine. Eks lõun*pool polegi v*j* p*kse seinu ehit*d* - pole v*j* külm* tuult k*rt*. Ainult n**briteg* võiks küll *rvest*d*, vähem*lt mür* summut*d* milleg*gi või nii.

Koh*pe*l oli n*lj ...

... and then walked away, a few minutes later he came back and said to me, "You love your grandson?" trying to get me to buy a rose for Jake. It was just too much, and this man was hilarious, and I should have just bought a freaking rose from the poor guy, but he left before I could stop laughing long enough to ask the price. Oh well. Anyway, definitely not looking forward to leaving, but at least I know I'll be back!

Barcelona is such a beautiful city, and the atmosphere just really make you feel a home. You can find everything you need in Barcelona, and there are so many things to see. You have the great old quarter Barrio Gotico with it's narrow old streets dating back to the Roman time. The beaches and port that really got a "face-lift" to the Olypics in 1992, that really put Barcelona on the map. Then you have the Eixample area where ...

... and a half and has worked in a few colourful jobs in finance. Unsure if I could live in Barcelona. It is very busy, very crowded and very noisy. You wouldn't get bored, but you could go a bit mental from it all. Totally different lifestyle to Melbourne, unless you're living in Flinders Street. Finished off the day at a local shopping mall where I discovered an enormous amount of Playmobil at a good price. It is no longer available in Australia, but is big in ...

This will only be a short entry about a trip I took down the Mediterranean coast of France to Barcelona. Even though its the biggest trip Ive taken here I wasnt looking for adventure so theres not so much to say. It was very relaxing and nice, except in Nice where it wasnt so nice. To start with I had finally found a way to travel without making all the plans before hand and having a schedule. By booking a night train ...

Oy vey, where to begin!? I have just returned from a week-long excursion to Barcelona and Amsterdam. Yes, it was quite the combination, let me tell you. Amazing architecture, tourist-friendly (or maybe not so much), and tons of Red Lights Telling NO ONE to stop. I guess I will just start from the beginning and go from there! Day 1: I packed the day before we left, frantically trying to pack lightly enough to allow extra room for souvenirs. I looked at a Granada bus map I had ...

... After taking a few photos, most in the group looked for a place to have lunch. A group of around 10 of us decided on a place where we were able to eat outside. Most of us had pizzas, myself included. When the bill came and everyone pitched in their money, we were a few euros short. Why does this always happen when you have a large group? I ended up paying around 5 more euros than I should have. After lunch, it was pretty much time to reboard the bus. However, we had ...

... It came to an end finally when one of them opened Gerry's belt pouch (this despite him having his hand on it) and he caught her as she was taking his wallet. Since we were about to leave Spainthere was no money in it as he'd already spent his Spanish currency. Seeing this, the woman just handed the wallet back with a grin and they left. The whole experience was tres creepy and freaked us both out a bit. We were glad to leave Barcelona later that day.

... he's saying, I knew we should have gone to see the Full Monty instead". That afternoon we met friends of Jo´s, both with limited English. Another few hours of stumbling, hesitant conversation. "Where do you study?" "Er...perdone?" "Study?" "Ah, you stoody, where do you...er...stoody?" "No, where do you study?" At least Jo´s translation skills got a good work out. Australians are really quite diabolical when it comes to ...