This past weekend was by far the best... not only did we go to see impressive Roman ruins but I also BOUGHT MY BOOOOOTS!!! FINALLY!
Viernes 19 enero: Pretty good day from the very beginning, starting from 9 AM. We finally got internet installed in our apartment by none other than a fellow 'New Worlder', an Argentinian who by the way even gave me a code in order to make international calls for cheaper... 2 CENTIMAS A MINUTE... take that guys (as in men)... it was either the power of being a girl or the fact of him feeling sorry for us... ;)
Turista Style! During the afternoon we went (minus Billy [he didn't get lost this time], Felipe and Tom) 1). to the Old City Museum in which we saw the biggest underground Roman excavation in the world (ironically bigger than those in Italy).
2). We walked along PART of the biggest commercial (as in shopping) avenue in the city, Passeig de Gracia (which is conveniently near Gran Via), 3). and visited Casa Batllo by Antoni Gaudi.
Mission Semi-Impossible! Later on in the day arose the debate over the next step in our (as in Monica and I) own 'Barcelonian' cultural immersion: getting our hair done. After finally finishing 101 calls to and from Italy, I finally got the nerve to go over to the salon and go on with our mission which turned out to be one radical new hair do (mine) and an awesome result from many translations (Monica's).
La Oveja Negra (The Black Sheep). Dinner was an adventure by itself. Just heading to the place was an experience... thank God our teacher knew the way :). Dinner came included with it's own 7 bread rolls (which Meghan ate by herself before she left on her H.O.T. date ;)), delicious tapas.... and Monica's cuddlefish (A TYPE OF SQUID). The ending for a couple of us was at the fabulous bar La Oveja Negra which came with funky smells, huuuge beer pitchers and an immense herd of not very discrete men. Enough said!
Sabado 20 enero: This stupendous day was spent half of it sleeping and the rest taking pictures of two of our plazas for the first phase of our project. On the way back, I BOUGHT MY BOOTS; two jackets for only 40 EUROS, and some pastries. My translating services were offered once again to my friend James Bishop who was in desperate need to buy a phone; we had some type of sausage and peppers for dinner, aaaaand I stayed home while the rest went out.
Domingo 21 enero: The apartment if full of laundry (literally), that's the first thing I see when I get up every morning. We developed this 'ghetto' mechanism to dry our clothes and decided to locate it between the dinning and living area, right underneath the heater... our parents would be so proud (its a cord tied from the entry of the space all the way to the window at the end).
Billy and I got up (as in I woke him up) in order to go and document our last plaza, Plaza de la Palmera de Sant Marti, all the way at the other end of the city. It was very nice to see the environment in that space... crowded with families just 'hanging' out in the playgrounds, little kids running around, and old people sitting down and simply talking the hours away. It is a place worth going when one just wants to get away, take a break from 'stuff'.
We ended up getting off at the Sagrada Familia metro stop for mere curiosity, not knowing that right when you walk up to street level, the church would be standing right behind you.
We simply admired it and decided to have lunch in the rambla-type square we were on... and that's what we did... just sat down, relaxed and ate... very complex indeed.
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I would just like to say in my defense (upon eating 7 bread rolls), that I did not get to eat dinner because I had to leave about 5 minutes after everyone else ordered to leave for that "H.O.T. date" lol. Te amo!
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