barcelona. i had a great train ride, granted i slept bent over double crippled in those tiny excuses for a seat that cost 50 euros to reserve, and despite bad directions made it to my hostel unscathed, not robbed but ready for a shower.
this hostel was pretty good. it is in one of those most famous squares in barcelona.. plaza reale.. or something like that. barcelona is so different to everywhere else, architectualy it is stunning.. though i was disapointed to find out the sand on the beaches isn't actually spanish sand.. but broadwalks, palm trees, crazy mosiac lizards on top of a giant mountian in the park designed by gaudi.. some of my favourite things. it is rife with theft.. espicially if you're a man, you'll if not succesfully be attempted to be robbed about 20 times by prostitutes. it involved a lot of drinking and no sleep, but great company if not bad clubs. met really great people, hoepfulyl one i will meet up with in granada. now that place i cannot wait for.
in madrid now, it's cold and raining and i have no money, but it is still all just so amazing.
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