My First Game – Barcelona, Spain and Canary Islands

Í am sitting in Camp Nou watching a football game – Barcelona vs Locomotiv. Its half time and the score is still nil. Apparently, this is the biggest stadium in Europe but I wouldn’t know the difference as this is my first game. The riot cops are everywhere because it can get pretty hairy at these games.

Right now, there are a bunch of men walking around stamping down divits. I am sitting with Paul, F, Kerry and Greg. Tonight is very windy and cold but people are drinking beer anyway. Everyone around me is speaking in Spanish so I can barely understand. There is this one lady who must be at least 50, screaming louder than anyone in our entire section, maybe even the whole stadium. What a set of lungs!

The flashbulbs are going off like popcorn everytime Barcelona gets close to a goal. It looks like strobelights on one of those crazy club nights. I can’t believe how fast these guys can run through this monsterous field. They dart around like crazy! Every now and then a whole section breaks into some random Spanish cheer song.

The ball flies into the crowd and a little boy holds onto it for one great moment before tossing it back to the field. Now practically – yes – the whole place is singing this Lo Lo La sounding song and clapping and stomping their feet. The energy is electric! I can feel that everyone is getting restless waiting for something, ANYTHING to happen. The crowd is yelling so loud it vibrating the very seats we sit upon.

The goalkeeper just made a wicked save jumping right in front of the ball and deflecting it with his entire body. He jumped and curled right up into a tight bun and the ball went flying the opposite direction. What a collision!

This is an old sport here – there are babes to 90 year olds here. Now Barcelona is over near the goal. There is a player named Jules Ceasar playing for Locomotiv. These guys are really good characters really hamming it up for the crowd. Some really good attempts by Barcelona. Someone is playing a big drum….boom.boom.boom.BOOM….the beat marches goes on.

The whole crowd is whistling in encouragement…now they are clapping in unision. SNAP! A GOAL for Barcelona! The flags are waving frantically and the people are going insanely mad. They are hugging and singing! You can’t HELP but join in. The last 5 minutes of the game was a blur. The energy from the crowd combined with the fantastic show put on by the players make the 60 Euros we paid for tickets well well worth it. Well done!

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Paella and Happy Park – Barcelona, Spain and Canary Islands

I woke up and ate my free hostel breakfast which consists of a tea and crossiant then I got ready to go out for the day. It was John from Californias 25 birthday and he decided he would like to come along on my trip to Parc Guell. In the hallway, I ran into Paul from Ireland who had been on a bus for 24 hours and couldn`t get his locker open. He was yelling at it in a frustrated exasperated ramble. I told him I could help him and instructed him to give the locker a little tap. Usually that will read more

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Walk through the park – Barcelona, Spain and Canary Islands

Today I felt a little low so I wandered around by myself a bit, wrote a bit, and ate a falafel. I still didn`t feel quite right so I decided to go have a siesta. I know these days come but they are never as bad as the last one. I seem to recover quite quickly if I just give myself a break.

When I got to the room, Fernanda was resting and sleepily mumbled something about going to the park in half hour. I had a power rest and we were off to Parc de la Ciutadella once again. This time is was read more

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Parc del Carmel – Barcelona, Spain and Canary Islands

Today, I went to find a place called Parc del Carmel. I mean, how could I not? So after meeting up with Efrat and Wendy we made our way there. It`s supposed to be right next to Goudys famous Parc Guell. Efrat and I parted ways with Wendy at the Goudys park, in search of Parc del Carmel. We hiked up down and all around this place looking everywhere. It was just a lot of wildflowers and natural terrain, barely even any paths. There was nothing really special about it…just pure untouched nature. read more

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Nitetime Nurse and Language Lessons – Barcelona, Spain and Canary Islands

Well. All I can say is that Barcelona DEFINTELY was NOT the exception to the rule. Day three was absolutely amazing! They have these incredible markets that are so visually stunning that you could walk around for hours and not see everything. On La Rambla, I heard bagpipes and we found a South Korean guy playing flawlessly. Trina, another place you can dance! I feel when you love people that everywhere you go, you keep them in your heart with you. I am constantly being reminded of my family when I read more

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Here come the Weirdos and Wackos – Barcelona, Spain and Canary Islands

I went on a walking tour of Barcelona today. I saw so many beautiful churches, parks and markets. We saw Roman ruins and walked through all these amazingly narrow walkways listening to Glen telling us about Spanish history. Ok, I confess I was busy taking pictures of the sun again and petting little kittens but I did get the general jist of it.

Then it was falafel time again. Serena Micheal Glen and I ate our lunch sitting on a fountain when this strange man came up to me. He was chatteri read more

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Fat Falafels and Midnight Laundry Sessions – Barcelona, Spain and Canary Islands

Got up quite early and made the short walk to the train station. I jumped on a train then a bus because the tracks were being worked on, then another train. Travelled for 8 hours but got some good rest. Read a bit, wrote a bit and watched France turn into Spain out my window.

It started to get so hot and sticky that I had to open the window for some fresh air. The mountains were enveloped by a haze that only could mean heat. Yay! Everything was so green and the sun was beaming down at me. read more

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