When we checked in to our new room at the hostel, we found that due to a lack of availability we had been seriously downgraded to a 26 person room. It was packed with people and luggage-there was hardly room to move. Our first night as a twosome, without the guidance of Danielle and Beth, we stayed on the metro too long and ended up in the middle of nowhere. Good start...The next day was one of the largest festivals in Barcelona, the Festival of St. Joan. We spent the day on the beach where we ran into some of the people we had met on the booze cruise in Portugal! That night we got ready and got on a metro-which was no easy feat because everyone was headed to the beach for the fest. We squeezed onto the bus and at every stop had to hold on for dear life so as not to be pushed through the open doors. When we got off and were herded above ground, out of the metro, it felt like we had entered a war zone. Rachel screamed “watch out!“ just in time for Molly to dodge a firework whizzing by her face. The beach was packed and resembled Sauvie’s Island on the 4th of July-fireworks, barbeques and tons of people. The next day we left the hostel to stay with Rachel’s dad’s childhood nanny Rita. She was a bundle of energy and welcomed us with open arms. We were relieved to be out of the 26 person. We rented bikes on our last day and, armed with an ambitious list of Barcelona to-dos, hit the city. In one day we went to the Boqueria (a food market), did a Gaudi tour ending inside Sagrada Familia, rode uphill to Parc Guell (a park designed by Gaudi where he lived in the later part of his life), saw some exclusive beaches and used the internet to check our flight plans for the following day-all in time for dinner. Rita made us dinner and then we looked through old photo albums of her world travels. We have a long way to go if we want to catch up with her! The next morning we took an early train to the airport. Hasta luego Espana!
Bicycle Exploration
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