I will start off with saying, Barcelona was a success!
Thursday evening, we arrived at the airport at 6:45 for our 10:40 flight. A little early, but better to be safe than sorry right? So, we sat around, ate our bocadillos, got our tickets stamped, passed security (after getting buzzed because I forgot to take off my shoes...), and made our way to our terminal. After waiting a while, one of the ballin' girls on the trip, Paige, went and talked to her "brother" who works at the airport. He gave her the inside scoop that the French pilots were going on strike, and so our plane would not even leave Barcelona to get us in Sevilla until 11pm, which meant we would not board until 1am. Soooooo we sat in a circle in the middle of the airport and read, played games, and of course, divided our entire study abroad group into houses at Hogwarts. We may or may not have a few Harry Potter fans... But eventually, we arrived in the Girona airport, took an hour bus ride to Madrid, and took a taxi to arrive at 5am to our hostel in the Gothic District. It sounds sketchy, but it was in the best location because it was right next to the 2 main roads! Now our hostel was exactly like you would imagine. 25+ rooms with only 3 single bathrooms. Definitely a new experience, but it was great! The madre of the hostel was so sweet and accomidating for us.
Friday we woke up from our short slumber, and ventured 2 doors down from our hostel and stumbled upon the heavenly restaurant called Bready. It caught our eye because it advertised waffles and pancakes! So we enjoyed some delicious breakfast, and continued on our Gaudi filled journey! We started at Parque Guell. There were so many neat structures! There were caverns and caves and building/houses that looked like either a) Floops Castle from "Spy Kids" b) the gingerbread house from Hansel and Gretal, or c) a house from WhoVille. We then walked to La Segrada Familia. It is this HUGE church that began being constructed in the late 1800's and won't be finished until around 2026 or so. We walked around gazing at other Gaudi masterpieces until evening. We then braved the metro (so confusing) to get to the beach and to the ice bar. Yes, a bar COMPLETELY made of ice. As we walked in off the beach boardwalk, there are flames on either side of the doorway. Toward the back there was a freezer door with a thermometer reading -13 degrees C. They gave us coats and gloves, and in we went into what felt like Antarctica, buttttt it was SO legit. There were tv's, jammin music, an ice sculpture of La Segrada Familia, cups made of ice, decorations of ice, benches of ice, ice ice ice! Definitely one of the coolest things ever.
Saturday consisted of walking around and shopping! There are so many cute and affordable stores you could spend days exploring. Not being the biggest shopper, I got tired really easily and didn't get anything. Nothing quite caught my eye, plus I felt like a lot of the stores in Barcelona were very main stream and looked like things I could get back home. I'm excited to go to the "mercados" here in Sevilla to try and find something special :)
Saturday night was a night that... never ended. Literally. So our flight back to Sevilla was at 6:45am Sunday. We didn't want to have to pay for another night in our hostel, so we decided to live homeless for a night. The lovely hostel madre let us keep our bags in the lobby while we galavanted in the city. We ate dinner along Las Ramblas, drank the freshest juice (pineapple-coconut) I have ever had at the farmers market, and made it to the magic fountain. The fountain was like the Belagio of Barcelona. There was a water show complete with dancing colors and music. We continued through the never ending night: chatting at a cafe till 1:30, getting our bags from our hostel, taking the metro to the bus station, waiting an hour for our 3:45am bus, riding over an hour to the Reus airport, and finally boarding our plane home to Sevilla.
Barcelona: a crazy, busy, fun filled, worth every penny weekend.