• The food was amazing! We tried everything from market foods, restaurant foods and cheap tapas and all of them were mouthwatering. There was a slight hiccup when the food we bought and kept in the hostel fridge and cupboards got eaten, but more on hostel life later!
• From our hostel window we could see Starbucks, Topshop, Sephora and Pull & Bear (which is a top notch clothes store). Uh oh.
• Managed to find the worst tattoo ever, and we've been to Ios so... you know. It was across a gentleman's back in large bolded capital letters saying "YOU CAN'T TELL ME WHAT NOT TO DO"...
• We spent most days just heading down La Ramblas, which is the long main street, and going up a random side alley and getting a bit lost. You could spend weeks walking just near La Ramblas and still not have seen everything! There were tea shops, gourmet chocolate shops, designer condom shops(?) (or as the Spanish say: ¿), so many shoe shops, tattoo parlours and about 4 H&Ms within 5 minutes each other. We hired bikes and cruised around, and didn't even fall off!
• Everywhere you go people are trying to sell you a can of coke or beer, or a mouth whistle thing, or some plastic thing you throw. We saw some at the port taking their spare beers out of the bin. So gross. We got so frustrated by it last night I yelled at a man when he asked me why I didn't want a platic throw-y thing and said BECAUSE THEY'RE TERRIBLE. Then we got a red summer wine (better than sangria) and all was well.
• We went to the beach, and all the girls go topless on Barcelona beach. And you know, do as the locals do, when in Barcelona etc.
• We got lost a lot.
• The La Boqueria markets off La Ramblas have everything you could ever want, including whole cows tongues, lambs brains, lambs faces!, paella, fruit, vegetables and 1000000 varieties of chorizo. A certain muffin lady in there remembered Claire's order after the 3rd consecutive day.
• The hostel was hilarious. It's in an amazing location, but it was so unoranised and more like a share house. The housekeeper Coco Gold* slept there and spent most of the time on Skype to his wife, or perhaps mother, and you'd often walk in to see him snoozing on the couch. Someone ate our entire packet of corn thins and cheese one night, clearly not seeing the names on it or not realising it was in the cupboard and fridge not in the free pile. We left a note. No more food went missing... Haha but honestly it was hilarious and don't stay there.
*may or may not be his actual name
• Have not received anymore injuries, and the burn is getting better thanks for your concern. Collectively we've probably spent the most money in pharmacies than anywhere else.
Ah. We'll miss the sun, but I'm so excited as right now we are sitting in our Paris hostel! It's quite a nice hostel and we are about two minutes away from the Sacré-Cœur. Just had dinner at Chez Marie. Top notch grub. Many many photos to come!
Gotta go now and study my French, the man next to us in the restaurant laughed at me trying to decipher the menu.
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