On Sunday, our day consisted of getting up a little later and heading over to the Olympic park. It is a shame that the park in shambles and that that is what happens to most Olympic parks. It was not that bad to look at but it defiantly was not the place it was 12 years ago. All of the fields and events places were closed but I am not sure whether because of the fact that it was a Sunday or because there is on money for upkeep. Anyway, it was really cool to see and it was in decent enough condition for us.
After leaving the park we went to a big shopping street and walked down it toward the pier. We met our professor at the first part of the street, said hi and promised to give him a buzz back when we decided to go do something else. We walked all way down to the pier and saw the big Christopher Columbus Statue and the lions surrounding it. It was such a good day to do this. I am going to keep this short because I really need to get to bed. But remember that this
was probably the best day that I have had thus far in Barcelona.
We walked back up the street and met up with our professor and found out he and his friends Mariano and Emilio were going up to Montjüic to see the castle and the Olympic Park. It was I decided to go with them and my friends decided to wimp out and go back to the hostel. We took the funicular (the same one I took to the fountain of lights) and we walked over the castle. This was a castle of importance in the civil war. It was also one the original three points used for triangulation (a method of determining location). We walked around and all through that pace and went to the Olympic park this time I got to talk to Emilio about the park and the Olympics as a whole. (Just to say something – sports needs to be one of the sections in Spanish classes, I have talked about them more than most of the other topics). I learned more Spanish that day and felt more comfortable with Spanish after talking with him than I have on the rest of the trip.
After the Olympic park we went back to their hotel and waited there for a little bit. We went out to a bar and hung out in the coolest little pub that I have ever seen. Then we left and met one of Mariano’s friends somewhere and went out for dinner. We ate Chinese food, a family-style meal with 5 courses and a salad and rice for 20 Euros. I ate duck, sweet and sour pork, potatoes, chicken, and steak. I ate good that night.
Then we went out to this place I would have never found. It is in a random square and you had to ring the bell to get in. Apparently it was part of some apartments that were for rent nightly for 30 Euros, which sounds really cool to have an apartment while you are in Barcelona and live right above a bunch of bars. The place had a really cool little jazz guitar session going on. There was a stage of guys, one with a classical guitar, one with a bass and one with a steel guitar. It was honestly the coolest hangout spot that I have ever been to because guys that were staying there were going up and playing with them. I mean they were good. There was an old guy that had the fastest hands that I have ever seen and the there was a guys from Germany that rocked out for a little bit. It was cool because the two talked to each other in English even though neither language was their first. I would have to say that I can talk forever about this day and not get bored. But this is where my night ended.
And to summarize the next day, I came back to Segovia, and slept and ate and wrote blogs a little bit. I will be going to Madrid tomorrow and will have more stories for you. Don’t wait for my blog too long….
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