Trip Start May 20, 2008
21Trip End Jul 14, 2008
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I am sorry to inform you this post will be rather long. However I have to tell you about my amazing weekend and my not so amazing airport experiences. I am also going to do this as two posts, each with the dates and destination as the post titles (instead of today and Getxo).
So, Friday was an experience all of its own. That seems to be the trend here in Spain. The bus drivers have been on strike M, W, and F of each week. It is really stupid, but you never know what to expect. So, Friday was my final and we tried to catch the early bus to school. We paid the bus driver and he drove about 5 feet before he decided to stop. He pushed the hydraulic button and the tires deflated. He then walked off the bus and just left! So, we waited an hour and there was no other bus that ran
With that said (sigh), Barcelona was amazing!!! I found my hostel Friday night and just went to bed J It was actually much nicer than I expected. Saturday morning I got up, had breakfast, and headed off to explore Barcelona. I went to Las Rambas (the main tourist street) and just took it in. I got some really cheap, beautiful artwork. I am so excited about that. I made my way to the port and tried to ignore the massive amount of tourists that were just hanging around there. I also went in this really cool outside market. It was by far the most crowded, largest market I have ever seen. All the vendors are there, and all the fruit is cheap! They had fruit, vegetables, fish, nuts, etc..
Once I got to the port, I saw a sign with a boat leaving in 3 minutes. I bought a student ticket and was given 1 ½ hour tour around Barcelona. I got to see all the pretty beaches...and the huge cruise ships docked there. It was perfect weather. I was finally in my paradise. I wanted to just stay out on the ocean and soak up the sun forever.
After I left the port, I headed to the Gothic Quarter to check out the architecture and the shops. Words cannot describe this city. It is just amazing all around. I left there around 5 pm and headed to "Park Güell." Gaudí's (architecture) originality was at first ridiculed by his peers. Indeed, he was first only supported by the rich industrialist Eusebi Güell (hence the name of the park). This is the park where most of Gaudi's work is seen. It is one of the most extraordinary places I have seen. I am now an official fan of his work. He doesn't really use normal shapes, he was quoted as wanting to use the shapes of nature. This was also in the 1800's might I add. He also used a lot of mosaic in his works. Check him out online. He is amazing....I will try to add some pictures.
After leaving the park, I went back to my hostel and took a shower. Four of the girls in my room were from Texas. We went out to eat (with these other Texan guys) and then to a few places in town. I came back and went to bed.
Sunday morning, I got up and checked out of my hostel. I was allowed to leave my luggage there (which was really nice). I then went to "Sagrada Familia" in town. It is this massive Roman Catholic Church that is still under reconstruction. Words cannot describe the detail this place has. I will try to post another thing later with more information on the church alone. It will blow your mind. Anyway, to make it short for now...I loved it! I then had just enough time to go back and get my luggage before heading to the airport.
I got to airport in plenty of time, but they would not let me on the flight to Ibiza because they said it was all ready closed. I was really upset. Clearly, the airplane hadn't left (and I didn't have any luggage to check) and the guy at the desk was telling me I missed my flight but could take the next one with a 20% discount. I was so angry! I had paid and still had a long time.....let's not talk about it. I am still mad. So, I called my mom and talked to her about 20 minutes about my options of getting home (and my flight was still there)!! The problem was that I had a flight scheduled from Ibiza home on Sunday and they told me I could only get 11 Euros back if I cancelled it. There was no point in that, and it was much more expensive to fly straight home for some reason. So, I eventually paid for the next flight and flew to Ibiza. Instead of leaving at 3:15 pm, I had to leave at 10:00 pm. Talk about being sad. I lost my beach time and I had to sit in an airport all evening. Read the next blog to find out about Ibiza....