Long story short, I got back to my hostal from the clubs at 7am, and went to bed for 12 hours straight. I partied on Thursday night, and then again on Friday night, it's been quite some fun.
I am getting ready for my conference in London on Tuesday, and I can't wait until I get to Australia.
I never really understood how much I appreciated the city of Barcelona and all of its gorgeous perks. While I was riding the metro back today I came to realize how beautiful everything and everyone is in this city, and how amazing the few hours I have been here have been. I am glad to have gotten the chance to show a few people in the city Barcelona, and look forward to sometime returning to this city.
I met a friend who is teaching English, and has made the decision to move to Barcelona for good. He was telling me how he lived here for two months and simply decided it was such an amazing city that he was now definite about moving here. I couldn't help but think the same thing. Maybe some day I'll move to Barcelona.
Anyways, things are going good, I met a bunch of great people from this years trip, and they all seem like they are going to absolutely love being in Barcelona. It's hard for this city not to be for everybody, and I think seldom will I find someone who genuinely does not like the city. It's just open to any and everybody in this world.
I've also been thinking somewhat about life in general, the whole getting married thing, it's been rather confusing to be honest. I can't really grasp the concept of committing to someone for your life, it's rather difficult I believe. Maybe in a few years I'll understand it, and obviously I'm still rather young but those thoughts sometimes go through my mind.
Ok so let me give you a summary of day two.
I woke up in the early afternoon, around 2pm, and met up with a few people from the group and went cell phone shopping with them. After that, I went back and we had a nice wine and cheese night, which I was happy to see other people appreciated. We also had this fascinating turkey chorizo, which tasted surprisingly like actual chorizo, it was rather interesting.
From there, we walked over to go to the Barcelona game celebration and before we got to the metro we ran into a few people who told us it was over so we took them with us and made a sudden change of plans to go to a mohito bar which I knew near by.
After we had some good drinks at the bar, we went to this plaza and just chilled out and had some beers in the plaza. Some of the people who were selling stuff got annoying, and a guy with roses came by and asked one of the girls in the group if she was a virgin which I found tremendously disrespectful, onto which I got in an argument about respect with a guy who was selling roses, and he tried insulting me as he walked away but something must have got lost in translation, as his last phrase was "I will fuck you", which I found rather funny. It wasn't like a 'fuck you' but just oddly like a 'I will fuck you', :p.
Anyways, from there, four more girls joined us in the plaza, for a few more beers. We continued our adventures down to the beach for more beers. Eventually, we entered Shoko, and had a blast as we danced the rest of the night away. One of the best moments I believe was as we were dancing, I simply turned around and looked at the horizon, and you could see the sun was starting to rise. I found it fantastic that we had partied literally all night until about 7am, which is approximately when I somehow managed to get back to my hostal, and fall back to bed.
At one point during my very tiresome sleep I woke up in complete confusion, and looked around, frankly having no idea where I was. I then remembered I was at the hostal, and even more confusion kicked in as to how I successfully got back, but I made sense of things and then realized how beautiful of a city Barcelona is.
That was all for today, I am now headed off to hang out with a few friends and then head back.
Cheers,
Daniel.
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