In Barcelona, Spain (came from Lourdes in France)Spain rocks - so far Barcelona is a crazy mix of Spaniards, Indians and Pakistanis and lots of Chinese and Filos. Wish I could come back here or stay longer, the night life is unbeliefable (restaurants dont open for dinner till 8, and clubs open at about 1 or 2). Things are cheap and the city is huge - kinda reminds me of HK.
Just spent 110 euros soccer tickets to Espanya (the other Barcelona team) vs Real Madrid. Not going to eat out for a week just to compensate.
Absinthe is evil. Btw, they dont seem to drink Chartreuse here though. A lot of places seem to stock Fosters too.
Met a lot of crazy Italians from Naples. Havent gotten used to the whole kissing on both cheeks thing.
Met a few interesting ppl the past week:
- A 40 yr old Frenchman who we met on a pub crawl, who´s convinced that girls from Montreal are all fantastic in bed. He also professes to have no less than 4 girlfriends and a wife. His pickup line consists of walking up to every single girl and greeting them with a ¨Bon sua¨ (good evening in French.. i think) and proceeding to rub their back in a clockwise motion. The girls think he´s a seedy bastard and run away.
- An international chess master from Slovakia.
- A lady who had a bad cold a few years ago that wouldn´t go away. Upon diagnosis by a family doctor, they discovered she had malignant cancer - on her heart. After extensive chemo and radiotherapy they ended up finding her a heart replacement by some fluke of nature. Now goes around the world telling ppl that organ donation is important.
- A filo that had just turned 40. Looks like she´s 21.
- A gypsy that tried to follow me to Spain. Spoke about 2 words of english yet managed to have a one and a half hour conversation with me while we were waiting for the train.

1 comment:
yeah i hated absinthe...
Post a Comment