Barcelona
5:21 AM
G'day
This weekend I finally managed to head to Barcelona. For as long as I can remember now on this project, I've been trying to get to Barcelona but was hindered by expensive flights, until now. Myself, Raja from London office and Sarah from Jersey office flew out Friday night and then met Sarah's friend Laura in Barcelona who flew down from Edinburgh. We parted ways at the airport due to the girls having different accommodation (booked separately and only found out by co-incidence that we were both going).
Raja and I found our hotel, which was very nice and located right by Placa Catalunya which is really in central Barcelona. We then headed out to Royal Square where we had dinner and then wandered down La Ramblas street to the harbour and took in the night atmosphere. We were both tried (I'd been up celebrating the aussie victory the night before) so we headed to bed early that night.
Saturday we got up and headed for Parc Guell for a bit of a look around and out over the city. It's a very funky park designed by some famous guy who's name escapes me at this point and it quite weird in all fairness. We then headed back to the Gothic Quarter by underground and wandered around there and grabbed a quick bite. After lunch we continued around the Gothic Quarter some more before heading to the beach.
It was a nice day so the beach was packed. Fortunately, being spain, it was packed with many very very good looking ladies. Eye candy everywhere. It was also nice in the water. We chilled here for a while before heading back and getting ready for dinner which was also by the beach at a restaurant called Agua. After dinner we met up with the girls and went to a few local bars before heading back to the beach area again to a nightclub called Catwalk. I nearly choked over the 18 euro cover charge, but once inside, partied the night away. Quite literally. I got to bed shortly after 7am.
Sunday was a little slow but I somehow dragged myself out of bed at 10:30 and headed for the Church of the Sacred Family. Was a little disappointed as it was under some heavy construction both inside and out with scaffolding everywhere. Would certainly have been impressive short of that. I then went back to hotel and woke Raja up around 1pm and headed up to the site of the Olympic Games and saw several arenas, the torch and generally walked around that area. We then headed out to an English bar to watch the England match and were thoroughly disappointed, despite England winning. Bad game.
After soccer we headed back to the hotel and prepared for the night. We'd booked a dinner and a show. The dinner was a buffet style with Spanish cuisine and the show as a traditional Flamenco event. The show was excellent with the exception of the stupid American lady next to me who insisted on calling out "ola" every bloody 3 minutes. After about 45mins, I eventually told her to shut up. After the show, we again met the girls for a recap of the previous nights events and a final drink to say bye to Laura who was going back to Edinburgh while the rest of us returned to Stuttgart.
Monday we all headed to airport and parted ways with Laura and once again, I find myself back in Stuttgart.
Hope everything is going well back home. Remember to e-mail me with news from Oz. Dying to hear what has been happening.
Ciao!
Dave
This weekend I finally managed to head to Barcelona. For as long as I can remember now on this project, I've been trying to get to Barcelona but was hindered by expensive flights, until now. Myself, Raja from London office and Sarah from Jersey office flew out Friday night and then met Sarah's friend Laura in Barcelona who flew down from Edinburgh. We parted ways at the airport due to the girls having different accommodation (booked separately and only found out by co-incidence that we were both going).
Raja and I found our hotel, which was very nice and located right by Placa Catalunya which is really in central Barcelona. We then headed out to Royal Square where we had dinner and then wandered down La Ramblas street to the harbour and took in the night atmosphere. We were both tried (I'd been up celebrating the aussie victory the night before) so we headed to bed early that night.
Saturday we got up and headed for Parc Guell for a bit of a look around and out over the city. It's a very funky park designed by some famous guy who's name escapes me at this point and it quite weird in all fairness. We then headed back to the Gothic Quarter by underground and wandered around there and grabbed a quick bite. After lunch we continued around the Gothic Quarter some more before heading to the beach.
It was a nice day so the beach was packed. Fortunately, being spain, it was packed with many very very good looking ladies. Eye candy everywhere. It was also nice in the water. We chilled here for a while before heading back and getting ready for dinner which was also by the beach at a restaurant called Agua. After dinner we met up with the girls and went to a few local bars before heading back to the beach area again to a nightclub called Catwalk. I nearly choked over the 18 euro cover charge, but once inside, partied the night away. Quite literally. I got to bed shortly after 7am.
Sunday was a little slow but I somehow dragged myself out of bed at 10:30 and headed for the Church of the Sacred Family. Was a little disappointed as it was under some heavy construction both inside and out with scaffolding everywhere. Would certainly have been impressive short of that. I then went back to hotel and woke Raja up around 1pm and headed up to the site of the Olympic Games and saw several arenas, the torch and generally walked around that area. We then headed out to an English bar to watch the England match and were thoroughly disappointed, despite England winning. Bad game.
After soccer we headed back to the hotel and prepared for the night. We'd booked a dinner and a show. The dinner was a buffet style with Spanish cuisine and the show as a traditional Flamenco event. The show was excellent with the exception of the stupid American lady next to me who insisted on calling out "ola" every bloody 3 minutes. After about 45mins, I eventually told her to shut up. After the show, we again met the girls for a recap of the previous nights events and a final drink to say bye to Laura who was going back to Edinburgh while the rest of us returned to Stuttgart.
Monday we all headed to airport and parted ways with Laura and once again, I find myself back in Stuttgart.
Hope everything is going well back home. Remember to e-mail me with news from Oz. Dying to hear what has been happening.
Ciao!
Dave
