It seems like wherever I go, the Irish seem to follow me. I must have some Irish blood in me somewhere - especially with all that ginger I have in my hair. Tonight I´m meeting a couple of friends that I met in the other hostel (although they are staff so I wouldn´t call them tourists) for a few drinks at The George Payne - Barcelona´s biggest and brightest Irish bar. Mix a good Irish crowd with some beer and mixers and you´re sure to have yourself a good time.
It´s been raining all day so I´ve just been lounging around the hostel chatting with people and watching movies. I went to a cafe this morning with a book and got laughed at by the locals who could tell I was obviously a tourist. I think there was some lost in translation in there somewhere haha. Oh well, it was good banter anyway. I may check out another cafe around the area and get myself an afternoon tea and cake. I found a guide to Venice lying around the hostel this morning so I plan on dissecting that for some ideas for my upcoming visit. I´m nervous I won´t be able to navigate my way around the canals and narrow streets - I find my sense of direction disappears as soon as I can no longer look past the height of the buildings. I guess these rainy days are a good chance of me to get familiar with it now that I have my trusted Lonely Planet :)
Loving Barcelona more and more everyday.
xoxo
Alexis
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