Its a Hostel Life
Trip Start
Apr 18, 2007
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Trip End
Ongoing
Barcelona,
Spain
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Last night, after dancing, I saw a wild boar mamma and her baby when I was walking back up the mountain to the hostel from the metro station! That might have been dangerous situation if I weren't INVINCIBLE!
This morning, after consuming 1/2 of my 9AM complimentary breakfast and shoving the rest in my bag for latter nourishment being kicked out of the hostel for cleaning at 10AM, I took the two metro trains into town for some shopping. I found a Gelato tienda (Italian Ice-cream shop) and treated myself to una bola de cocao holandes (a scoop of Dutch Chocolate) before heading to Corte Ingles (Local upscale version of Fred Myer, it has everything! But pricey.) There, I bought some mandrinas, huevos, pechuga de pavo, sopa de champiņones y pepinos (Mandarin oranges, eggs,turkey loaf, mushroom soup and bell peppers) to survive off of for the next few days. Then I took the tram home, checked my email and went to my room to sleep. I had only been sleeping for 20 minutes or so when the staff burst in and started cleaning the place and yelling to each other in the hall. I wouldn't have minded this, I understand the rooms DO need to be cleaned, but they kick us out of the hostel from 10-2 every day in order to clean. I figure that is plenty of time to get things done and I should be allowed to rest in my room after 2(it was 4:30 when this happened). Well, I guess you get what you pay for (12 Euro a night.) After an hour, I got eventually got up and shut the door and the was able to get some sleep for a few hours. At 8PM I got up and made myself some soy pasta with a sauce made from dried mushroom soup. It was practically inedible, but somehow I choked it down. Since my arrival in Barcelona, food has become a matter of sustenance rather than enjoyment for me. I'm sorry to say, but I think mi culoso (big butt) will be a sad state of affairs by the end of all this malnourishment, dancing and walking up mountains. I'm tired too. Its all I can do not to go to bed right now. Maybe its just the lighting in the bathroom, but I seem to have aged 10 years since my arrival 2 days ago. My features sag with weariness and I have dark bags under my eyes. The good new is, things can only improve from here. : ) And I think I'm on my way!
