Barcelona is truly like a dream...
My first full day there, I set off on foot in search of one of the culinary delights Spain is famous for, tapas. While on that hunt, as I walked down the Passeig de Gracia, on every other corner there was a baby grand piano for anyone who needed to just sit and play the piano. I thought, "OK...this place is magic". This is a city saturated in amazing architecture, most notably, Antoni Gaudi, the creator of Sagrada Familia. Now, up until this point I had been travelling alone. I had a couple days to roam Barcelona on my own before my sister Marina arrived. This was something I was greatly anticipating, as we had never travelled with each other like this, and it was Marina's first real international travel experience. Little did I know what was in store for me that first night she arrived. Long story short, we celebrated Marina's arrival, eventually went back to the hostel, I fell from my sister's top bunk bed (pictured above, bed #3), went to the ER, spent 8 hours there, and the end result was some of my hair being shaved off and receiving 13 staples in the back of my head. Quite the experience to say the least. This did not stop me from enjoying the rest of my time abroad. After showering all the blood off of me and getting the nap, Marina and I set out to visit the former home, now museum, of Antoni Gaudi, the extraordinary Casa Batllo. Gaudi was incredible. He combined architecture and his love for nature. Casa Batllo is literally alive. The design innovation in his home is beyond anything I have ever seen or heard of. Just go there...that's what everyone needs to do...go there and see for yourself. In that same vein, if you do find yourself in Barcelona and in need of a hostel, stay at Rodamon. It is by far the best hostel I have ever experienced, it's reasonably priced and beautiful. The rest of our time was spent in search of good food, which I'm sad to say was really hard to find (we experienced the worst dinner experience of our lives thus far). To wrap it up, I dreamt a dream called Barcelona that included, but not limited to, seeing an old, wacky house, an incredibly beautiful beach, a massive head injury, and eating weird things. Totally loved it there.
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