Residencia Eixample
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Day 4 and 5: Barcelona
... Franco the fascist and how he had his own people executed for promoting anarchism. We stood touching the very walls where 200,000 people were shot, the bullet holes still in evidence. When we were looking at one of the monuments an elderly Spanish (Catalonian) woman came up to Joseph and spoke to him very passionately for about 5 minutes. Joseph told us that she was telling him that he needed to tell us about the fascist regime and that it was important ...
Finishing up Spain
... that would be open at 3:00. Though sure enough on our way back to the hostel we passed a place called falafel and they were totes open. I ordered and then the manager said they were closing, when I got really sad about not getting falafel she pitied me and gave me four falafels for free. It was an awesome end to the day! The next day was going to be the day that we all went into the mountains near Barcelona. We got a little bit of a late start but not too bad and then we ...
Getting Adjusted to Being Abroad
... dinner until ta least 10pm! I still haven't gotten the hang of this, I'm really hungry by 7pm...
Plenty of time to sleep when you're dead!
... also taking time to travel. And two other students from Australia. We discovered that Me, the crazy hair lady, and the boy from Germany, Marcus, will all be in Morocco within one week of each other! Crazy. Also, the two from Germany and Rachel and I will be in Seville together on Tuesday so we are planning to meet up again there! For dinner we asked the reception area for a recommendation to a tapas restaurant.
Most of the menu ...
Barcelona: tapas, sangria, ambulance, hospital.
... injection (in my bum!!) for the pain. At which point I was told not to walk, and invited to get the tram home. My request for crutches was cruelly denied so Claire and I hobbled back to the hostel.
As I expected all of the pharmacies were closed the next day so I went and sat in Park Guëll with Claire and Emma who very kindly decided to miss the beach trip and keep me company in my immobile state. We slept, ate overpriced sandwiches and listened to an ...