Barcelona has now been visited and what a gorgeous city it was. Well once I finally got there!
On Friday morning I left my house in Paris at 6 am to head to Porte Maillot train station to take the bus to Beauvais airport 1.5 hours away. Everything was going so well, no train delays (strange as it's usually always my luck when I'm going somewhere!). Looked like I was going to make it in perfect time to get my 10.20 am flight.
BUT no this was not to be my luck, seeing as you can't have it all! First my flight was delayed till 1.30 pm, so since I got there at 8.30 I had quite a wait ahead of me. Unbeknown to me it was going to get worse as 2 came around and still no flight! Next thing I hear it's been cancelled and I had to catch the bus 2 hours away to Lille Airport to get to Barcelona. At this point I was thinking...oooohh this better be worth it!
Finally I got to Barcelona at 7 pm! Relieved and a little bit exhausted and looking forwards to seeing Belen, I caught the train to get to the city centre and once there I caught the #41bus to my hotel - or so I thought as a while later it pulled over, stopped the engine and turned off the lights. Tah dah!!! Trip over. So there I was in a foreign country not knowing where I was, on the side of the road. I did not know what to do, so wondered around a little bit. Only knowing how to say Aborrido (boring) Ciao and ola in Spanish, doesn't usually get you very far! Time was up and the only solution was to take a 15 euro taxi ride. At that point I didn't care how much it was going to cost me. I just wanted to be at my hotel!
Not long after ohh about 10.30 pm, I arrived at my Barcelo Hotel and as soon as I got in the room and saw Belen I burst into tears out of relief and exhaustion after travelling for 17 hours to get there. I kept thinking, "I could have been over half way to Australia by now!"
Now you've heard all about my big ordeal, I can tell of my actual weekend away and happily say it was worth the trip there 'now'. After a rested nights sleep in our lovely room with a view of the beach, we met up with Ismael who walked us all around to see lots of Gaudi's designs like La Pedrera, Casa Batllo and the Sagrada Familia. 
That night Belens friends cooked us a delicious dinner followed by a night out on the town...and I mean night/morning. We arrived back at our hotel in time for breakfast, then headed up to bed to sleep until lunchtime... being sure to put the 'do not disturb' sign on the door! On Sunday once we finally got going, we headed to Barceloneta to see Frank Gehry's Goldfish. Very magnificent when shining in the sun and yet a lot smaller than I'd imagined. The beach was lovely and apparently it's where Shakira filmed her last music video. Then at night we walked up to Montjuic to see the night view over Barcelona and take some great photos altogether. It was another great day with everyone and I was sad to say goodbye to my new friends but am hoping they come to visit me in Australia at some point.
So after another early rise and shine this morning at 4.30 am, I'm ready to head back to Paris and count down until the next visit somewhere. I think it's Brittany next :)
Now it's time to say "Adios Spain"!!!!
xoxo
