Owen took me to Barcelona for my birthday, yeah! I had a super time :) The plane on the way there was pretty average, a horrid couple were behind us though. The guy 'Matt' was TALKING ON HIS PHONE?! What an idiot. They took a million photos and the girl was super loud and shrieked loads about how she looked fat or stupid in every photo. Anyway we didn't have to see them again until the journey home, horray! The best part of the journey was when we landed and got a fanfare, brilliant.
When we arrived at 5pm we had a bit of an issue using the Spanish ticket machine but got to the hotel safe and sound, yay. Aside from the crazy air con that made you feel like you had a fever, the hotel was lovely. We went out and had a look round some Medieval streets in Barri Gotic, we then got a really tasty pizza that hardly cost anything, I got some mega nice ice-cream and then we went home to sleep. The next day we got up dead early and had a nice pastry for brekkie, we then went for a stroll round the Barceloneta ports followed by a walk up La Rambla and a few markets and then headed to Casa Batllo.
Casa Batllo was sooo good. I wish all architecture was as good as Gaudi, it must have been well revolutionary at the time. Apparently the building is representative of saint someone killing a Dragon. The humped back represents the Dragon, the cross at the top represents the saints sword, slaying the Dragon and the skull balconies represent the helpless souls of the Dragons victims. The inside is possibly even better than the outside. After reluctantly parting with 2 hundred million Euros to get in, we got a highly amusing audio guide and spent a trillion hours admiring the amazing house.
After that we saw the Casa Mila from the outside and I felt all wibbly wobbly. We trekked to Zara so I could buy a nice blue velvet dress (like the fiiiiiiiiilm) and a cardigan/coat/coatigan thingy. Then Owen was rubbish and too tired to do anything so we had a siesta and then when Owen had finally recovered we went to the park near us where there was a giant mamouth statue and a big waterfall thingy. I can't remember what we did after apart from we saw the Spanish arc de triomphe (why is it there??) and went in the well gothic Barcelona cathedral. I think we also had an average pizza/paella for dins followed by more ice-cream.
We woke up not so early on Tuesday as nowhere is open until 10. We went straight to the Sagrada Familia where it was tourist-tastic but also fantastic. I liked it muchly. We then went an absolutely horrid 'museum' that Owen loved. It was a kind of funeral museum I guess. It was impossible to find because it was under a funeral home and you had to ask at the desk. Then a woman took us down in a lift and unlocked some doors so we could get in. When we arrived in the awful room I thought our tour guide woman was going to LEAVE US DOWN THERE ON OUR OWN. I had a mild panic attack, but luckily she stayed put until we left. It was a big massive room with only low lighting and it was all eerie and silent. There were a bunch of horridly creepy funeral carriages with WAX MANIKINS, and fake horses arrrgh. It also had some hearses which could have been cool, especially the Ghostbusters* one but they had coffins and probably ghosts in. it was pretty much the most creepy place I've ever been. Horrid.
After I was mentally stable again we went to Park Güell, much much happier and nicer yay! It was pretty fun and I loved Lizzy the Lizard :D I did not love the crazy tourists or the mental homeless man that wouldn't let anyone in the cool cave though. After the Gaudi park we went to a photography exhibition. It was pretty good, but there was a bull fighting bit which I hated. I read about the photographer and he was Bull fightings number 1 fan :( I wrongly assumed he was anti bull fighting because there were loads of photos of the dead bulls being abused and things. But he said all this horrible stuff about the death of bull being the only way humans can experience true happiness wahh :( :( We then went to an AWESOME Mexican restaurant. They celebrate day of the dead every day there so it had mega decorations and was super cool. They also played the pixies, the postal service, some of the kill bill soundtrack and some traditional Mexican music. We got mega tasty enchiladas and an amazing jug of white wine sangria nomnomnom. (note to self, one jug of sangria between two people is waaaaaaay more than enough)
We then got back to the hotel and were stupid and drunk and I thought I had the best Spanish accent you ever heard and Owen disagreed. We woke up at 5:45 (uuuuugh) so we could get the bus back to the airport and make our flight. We had loads of time to kill at the airport and brought sweets with our Euro change. Sadly we saw the horrid couple again, so we made sure we didn't sit near them again. We landed at Birmingham and got the train back to Malvern.
Overall, a lovely few days in lovely Barcelona :D Thank you Owen times a million trillion :D :D
Ruth
So, when I finally arrived home I found a birthday gift from Ruth waiting for me :D she wrote me a beautiful letter and found me an even more beautiful pet owl. After much deliberation (it was a close call with Maude) I named her 'Betty' and she's amazing. I think Betty and Ruths owl, Stuart would get on brilliantly :) I'm sad I haven't seen Ruth for ages though :( I 100% want to visit when I have some money.
Here you can see Betty looking super cute and me looking like an idiot and a huge geek as I'm wearing my Barcelona t-shirt already, it's well great though, you got pens with it to colour it in!! Amazing :D
Also I did take photos when we were away, honest! But I took all the photos on my Mini so I've gotta go the lab and get them developed and things. So at the moment this post looks horrible and word-o-rama :(
*and speaking of Ghostbusters, I thought John and Edward were done for!! Haha! Hurrah for Simon :D:D:D:D:D:D Goodbye rubbish Lucy. I'm pretty sure she'll be in FHM or something next week though. Sigh.
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