Ah, Barcelona! I wish I couldn've taken photos of us arriving to Barcelona, because-from what I could see from the other person's window-it looked very impressive. I got a little scared for a second because I thought, "Oh dear! Alone in a huge airport. What shall I do??" Then, I realized "You're in Spain!" and I got all giddy. (It was like that through the rest of my trip to Castellon. I would be sitting there all chill and then, my brain would remind me that it's Spain, not some random countryside that I'm looking at. Then, I'd grin like a fool.) My cellphone was completely useless once I left Philadelphia. I can only use it as a clock and to listen to my music. (I think I will keep the clock set at Central Standard ... read more

I am starting this blog to record my first trip to Europe. I will spend five glorious weeks in Spain, which is something that I've wanted to do for a long, long time. I remember very distinctly wishing we could learn more about Ferdinand and Isabella than Columbus. (I even went home and looked them up in our family encyclopedias.) So, years and years later I'm finally off to the homeland (haha). But as luck would have it, I'm a terrible procrastinator and didn't apply for my passport until early April. With only two weeks left until my departure date, I was told that I have to go to New Orleans if I want my passport. -_-; (The lady at the Post Office told me that I could do it over the phone, but clearly she's ... read more