So we got back from The club around… maybe at 5, maybe
at six… and mom, I was dressing up like a bitch! But then what goes up… must
come down! We had to change hostel the next day. And it happens to be that
when you check out a hostel you have to do it 10 am in the
morning at the latest! So after 2 hours of intensive sleep we got up and started to
navigate our way to the next hostel.
This place was a bit more further from the city centre, but it was near the FC Barcelona football stadium Camp Nou! We spent the day by chilling out at a park next to the stadium sleeping and sun bathing.. Chillin’ baby, chillin’! In the evening we headed back to the centre of the city to see my travel mates’ cousin and her friends again.
This place was a bit more further from the city centre, but it was near the FC Barcelona football stadium Camp Nou! We spent the day by chilling out at a park next to the stadium sleeping and sun bathing.. Chillin’ baby, chillin’! In the evening we headed back to the centre of the city to see my travel mates’ cousin and her friends again.
There, as we were sitting on this outdoor terrace and drinking some STRONG sangria from a can, this French guy from the next table came to talk to us. His friend had been pick pocketed! The thief had taken the guys credit card and ID’s… The thief had been pretending to be a guy inviting people to clubs, giving away flyers and stuff and then started “dancing” with this guy and off goes your stuff..!
Seriously, I’m telling you guys the same as my friend told us the first day we got to BCN: EVERYONE who comes to talk to you on La Rambla is a probable thief. So don’t talk to them, don’t stop and take care of your stuff! Everyone besides the “beer, cerveza?” –guys. They’re usually okay an’ if you should need some refill, they can save your day! :D
Remember to f*ck this on Facebook! This guy is not one of the thiefs!
Anyway, we were so tired that we went back to hostel pretty early. We had some good night sleep until the next – and last day – in the sin city of Spain… On the last day we decided to go to the beach. Now this is what Sevilla lacks: the beach. Barcelona has several kilometers of nice beach where to sun bathe and chill out. The weather wasn’t the best though, but we enjoyed it.
After the beach we went to see this park designed by Antonio Gaudi. Very nice and modernistic park. What a shame that people of the time never understood it. By the way, while visiting the park, three (3!!) different people were trying to reach my friends purse – so annoying! Anyway, some time after the park we got back to the hostel and tried to get some sleep before our very, very early flight back to Sevilla.
After about 1,5 hours of sleep at 2 o’clock in the
morning we headed out back to the airport and back to Sevilla. Back to safety
from the city of pick pocketers, prostitutes and drug dealers :D I was back at
work at 9 in the morning… pretty tired as you can imagine!
Tired but happy!
I won’t break down tonight.
I feel it for the first time.
I feel it for the first time.
I found a new place here.
I’m coming down fast.
Afrojack & Steve Aoki feat. Miss Palmer "No Beef"
I won’t break down tonight.
I feel it for the first time.
I feel it for the first time.
I found a new place here.
I’m coming down fast.
Great pictures again! Can't wait to check out Barcelona someday. I'm glad you avoided being pick-pocketed, haha. :)
VastaaPoistaThanks Elena! :) Yeah you can probably notice that I found these new features from my camera, that are very fun to play with! :D Anyway, regardless the pick-pocketers, I really recommend visiting Barcelona!
VastaaPoista