|The plane without the moon|
Disclaimer: I took approximately 5 million pictures in Europe and am feeling really stressed out about narrowing them down to a suitable number for this blog. I feel really attached to my pictures. As I was going through Europe, I narrowed them down so I would have room on my memory cards, but even that was difficult. I would delete one of two pictures that look exactly the same, thinking "But what if the one I'm deleting is better than the other and I can't tell because it's so small?!" Or "What if it looks really cool when it's big!!??" Hopefully that didn't happen. I did end up with a few blurry pictures that looked perfect on tiny camera screen.
So, here is my attempt to narrow them down...For now I will write a blog per every half day. Since I was in Europe for 28 days, that means 56 blogs...mildly overwhelming. I'm hoping I'll get tired of writing blogs and just get better at deleting pictures. But for now, Barcelona Part 1!
The Clouds left a day before us, then Adrienne and I headed out bright and early on the 7AM flight to NYC, then flew to Barcelona. Mom and Dad drove us to the airport. Mom pouted. Minerva, who had been extremely clingy the night before, reacted for the next several days by wandering around the house meowing and searching for us.
The flight to NYC was uneventful. The plane was old so the seats were extremely uncomfortable, but we managed to survive. I slept briefly, but woke up after I drooled in my hair. I did not sleep after that.
We then had what was supposed to be a short layover at JFK. However, a storm rolled in and they delayed the flight for 2 hours. And by a storm, I mean the skies were blue and completely clear. No storm in sight. Strike 1 JFK. Strike 2 was the missed take off slot, which meant that we taxied on the ground for over an hour. At one point I fell asleep and woke up and thought, "I wonder where we are now. I've been asleep for a long time!" I looked out the window.
|Anddddd the neighborhood|
Jose, our extremely nice and helpful and handsome owner helped us orient ourselves in the city and gave us maps and various other links to things that were quite helpful!
The neighborhood our hostel was located in was amazingly cute and so Spanish looking. It wasn't touristy at all, which was awesome. Even our hostel was small, so there weren't many tourists there, which was so nice.
|Barcelona Graffiti- Much cooler than normal graffiti|
More of the neighborhood
We decided to stop at a restaurant, which had all Spanish food (obviously) but no English translation.
We each picked a couple dishes andddd....
Ended up with an entire meal of only potatoes. There was no meat or other vegetable in sight.
It was hilarious. And rather ridiculous. But hilarious.
It was primarily designed by Gaudi, but other architects and artists continued to build and design in his honor, since he died before completely finishing the design.
Everything we'd heard about the Sagrada Familia was always about how long the line was to get into the church. An hour or even two hours to get inside,
The line took 20 minutes. Luckily we didn't spend extra on a ticket to skip the line!
The outside of the church looks like a cactus and has interesting things hidden throughout the outside of the church.
It was really interesting to see a cathedral, that's huge, yet is still under construction. You can kind of witness the construction of a cathedral, which is practically as famous as the others.
It is a bit stranger than the other cathedrals though.
Reminds me of the Sistine Chapel.
Actually, one nose and some lips and then another half nose and half lips.