We found a spot at the beach and just chilled for hours. One thing I can't get over at the beach is the amount of women with their boobs out.... All shapes and sizes too not just amazing skinny Spanish women that have the right to wear no top and barely their bottoms. Older women whose boobs have seen the best part of 3 children and a decade with no bra, or younger mums walking along the boardwalk with their sons, all having a merry old time chatting away... I saw one woman with her boobs sitting on her stomach, honestly you can't be that concerned about tan lines if half your stomach is covered. Yesterday a girl sat down next to me, took her top off and proceeded to eat a baguette, could you just keep it on until you had finished eating. Alex saw a women covering her boobs with her arm while she ordered her kids ice blocks! I totally understand the amazing feeling of coming home after a long day and taking off your bra (sorry any males reading this) but is the new holiday thing? 'Yessss I'm on holidays, I'm going to wear no top as often as possible for the next week' we had to laugh at an Aussie girl that completely fried herself, obviously she was trying to compete with the other Spanish women... Can't begin to imagine how uncomfortable that would be, I burnt the underneath of my boobs, it was torture putting a bra on! Enough about boobs...
We went to an Irish pub for lunch for something different and had the most disgusting nachos I've ever eaten and half decent chicken wings, plus a pint of sangria and a pint of cider... I was day time drunk which is always a fun type of Gabi. We made our way back to the metro amongst the 1000 other people.
We are a bit over people, it's seriously busy in Barcelona at the moment and people are in there own world... Where Alex and I are constantly punching gaps (trying to get around slow walking people by walking fast through a gap of people, it's a fun game), I've honestly run up the back of that many people, we say things in english like 'well done' 'just stop right there' or 'what's wrong with you'. You know just passive aggressive comments in a language people can't understand. I'm waiting for the day they can understand me and I have to run in fear... My second favourite thing to do during the day whilst drunk, is drunk day sleeping. After a really enjoyable sleep, we got ready and headed out for a walk and dinner.
I hope no one kills me for this, but we haven't really enjoyed Spanish food. Tapas are great, but are usually expensive and you don't know what you're getting. We haven't had Paella cause it's always full of seafood and comes for two. So after a wander, we found a Korean restaurant... Yes Korean and it was delicious! We have been dreaming of fresh vegetables and salads, so to have kim chi and tempura vegies was bliss. We had yummy fried dumplings and a noodle dish full of vegies. As soon as I get in that kitchen in Courchevel, I'll be cooking as much fresh stuff as I can. Can't wait for salad and roast vegies, maybe we'll go vego for a few days, just get out bodies back to normal.
We woke up in the morning to three emails from dad outlining our hotels and trains for the next three days, honestly can't tell you how nice it was for someone else to do that part of it... Not to mention paying for it! We are beyond grateful for his help, we couldn't have done it without him. We are getting the Train from Barcelona to Nimes, staying in the little village for two nights then heading to Montmelian for one night then up to Courchevel on train the next day. We'll have wifi, plus sims so we'll catch up with everyone then.
I'm so excited to get back to work, earning some money but also doing something completely different will be fun. Painting and doing handy man work will be awesome, I'm hoping I'll be be so dead at night from hard work all day, I'll actually sleep well. Here's wishing... Oh and we have a hot tub at our Chalet, how hilarious!
We had decided to be more organised and come to the train station early to get out tickets to Nimes, the trains in Spain are a nightmareeeeeeeee! We had to take a ticket and wait 4 hours to get our tickets, we waited longer than the actual trip takes. We just sat in this hall with 300 other people. We got our ticket 418, and it was only at 180... We ate lunch and went to the post office then sat down and waited. I got talking to a lovely French girl who was living in Barcelona. She was waiting to get a ticket to go home a week later for an exam. She didn't want to go home, she said she loved Barcelona more then Paris or anything other places in France. She was lovely and when she said goodbye, she said think of me in the French country side!
We made our way back to the hotel, had showers and then headed back into Barcelona for drinks and dinner. We walked into the gothic section, past the cathedral again and all the other amazing art work in Barcelona. We found a great Mexican place which was packed, it was no la Quintas but the margaritas tasted pretty great! We walked our dinner off and headed back to the hotel to pack for an early train!
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