Barcelona - Noche del día 2

Here comes the best part of Rachel’s and my adventure in Barcelona. Somehow we thought it would be a brilliant idea to skip the hostel for our second night (Because we had a 6am flight to Sevilla) partying it up till 2 then heading over to the airport for the last couple hours. What we didn’t plan on was the fact that we still hadn’t completely recovered from the flight TO Barcelona and that we would be exhausted after our adventuring around the city.

So we very exhausted girls wandered the streets trying to stay awake, in a good and stable mood, and picking up food from here and there. After a dinner of eggs, ham and spinach drenched in garlic infused olive oil, we stumbled back to our hostel where they kindly let us nap on the lounge room couch for a couple hours before we headed to catch the bus to the airport. We basically passed out, regained our composures then set off for the “Nitebus” to the airport.

It turned out a great thing that we left with spare time because we ended up getting turned around somehow, though getting to the bus stop was really a straight shot (gotta love Spain’s tilting curving not parallel streets). We finally reoriented ourselves with the help of a very nice waiter at a restaurant that was closing up. He not only gave us directions, but wanted us to promise him that we were having fun and would keep enjoying our adventure here in Spain. Such a nice man. With that we were off, found the bus stop, got on the bus, slept through till the airport (well, mostly – buses in Spain go very scarily fast around corners… I was jolted awake more than once in fear of my life.) Found a comfy spot in the airport amongst security and other travelers/homeless people and entertained ourselves till it was time to board the plane!