Barcelona

So we landed in Barcelona, and expecting to exchanged some dollars for Euros were a bit surprised that the airport here had no currency exchange, just an ATM. FYI, for anyone who has said you don´t need cash, only credit, they are mistaken. You never know when you need a bus or a cab or want to stop in a cafe and no credit cards are taken. You do need cash in Europe-both UK and Spain.

So, we found our hostel with relative ease, although the street off Las Ramblas seemed a bit dodgy. We soon found out that it was because our 11:30 pm arrival found everything closed. Once we got settled and heading to the main drag for a bite, we met an English and Irish duo who showed us around. Turned out, the alley our our hostel was in was not dodgy at all, but rather, part of the barrio Gothic which is a maze of super high medieval buildings that create an amazing cluster of little discoveries. This is such a cool part of town. You get lost, wander around, have no idea where you are, then all of a sudden--BAm--you´re staring at a magnificent cathedral. It´s really cool. Next day we headed to tour the city on foot locally, then by a tour bus. Really incredible sights.

When we sat down for lunch, Kendra´s blond hair turned 1 glass of wine into an entire bottle as the Spanish men just ate us up. We got free wine and had to stumble our way to the tour bus after drinking a bottle. So much for an afternoon glass.

Anyway, after a dinner filled with fabulous tapas, we wandered around and somehow wound up staying up until 4 am again. Jeez!