8 August 2011
Barcelona - Spain
After 13 hours of travel we finally arrived in Barcelona. The overnight trip went quite well, we only stopped a couple of times to sleep as we were wiped out. There was a lot of traffic (right after Nimes); apparently the French were invading the Costa Brava. On the way out to reach the first seaside spot, there was a mile and a half traffic jam.
Once there, we struggled a bit looking for the right campsite. In the city there are none, and the only one that we've found, right outside Barcelona but still close enough to the train stop, was inhabited by people who could easily be part of the same crowd as Bob Marley. Note that it was only 2 in the afternoon…
Eventually we went up the hill and there we found a campsite that was not so nice, but certainly better populated.
We ate, drank coffee, and at ten past nine we were already asleep.
Today is the first actual day in Barcelona. For now we have seen almost the whole old city and we are writing this from a Starbucks in the “MareMagnum” (giant mall on the harbour).
The awesome, gorgeous, smart Pollo (too many compliments in one sentence… she’s writing) has thought of a way to avoid being robbed.
We’ve put cards and money in envelopes around the waist between the underwear and the trousers. Safe method but becomes complicated if you have to go to the toilet, and there is a risk of being misunderstood every time you have to pay. Here they don’t use credit cards so much and they often don’t accept them, but we’ll see how it is in the rest of Spain.
