Monday, August 20, 2012

Barcelona, Spain

From Ibiza we caught a flight to Barcelona.  Here we met my cousin Tash.

We made our way to our new hostel, and again, were not impressed with it.  It was well under equipped for the 40 odd beds it had there.

That afternoon Kirsty and I decided to go and check out the local beach there.  We somehow ended up at the nude-gay part of the beach.  That was a bit of an eye opener!  We didn't partake and soon left the beach.  That evening Tash and I went for a walk and saw the La Pedrera.

The next day we did a walking tour of the old gothic city.  It was an interesting tour, with these tours you tend to learn about things you would not have otherwise known, doing the same walk on your own.  Our tour guide was an Australian who had been living in Spain for years.  After our walking tour we went up the San Sebastia tower and caught the cable car to Mount Montjuic.

The next day other Kiwi friends of our arrived at our hostel.  It was a fluke that we happened to be in the same city at the same time, and even in the same hostel!!  Small world.  It was nice to catch up with Ese in particular, because she went from New Zealand to Europe to do some sight seeing, and then from Europe to Canada where she will live to do her post grad in Vancouver.  I probably wont see her again for a while! (but then its an excuse to visit Canada sometime soon!).  That afternoon we wandered around Las Ramblas and the El Ravel (areas of Barcelona).

The next day we went to check out the Sagrada Familia.  We didn't realise that the line would be so long, it curled right around the block - waiting time was around 3 hours.  I wish we had known, we would have booked online otherwise (that way you don't have to wait in line with the others).  So we unfortunately had to give that a miss, and instead went to the Parc Guell instead.  This is one of Gaudi's projects also, it is a park. The park was way up a hill, with hundreds of steps.  Luckily there was an escalator!  It was far too hot to be walking up that many stairs! (even then, we still stopped for ice cream!).

That evening Tash, Celene and I flew to Paris.  Kirsty has already been to Paris, so she went to Geneva in Switzerland for the week instead.









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