Spring Break 2.5: Barcelona

Trip: 10

Life: 20

It's difficult for me to give an unbiased opinion of Spain because of how much of a damper the mugging put on our psyches while we were there. What I can say is that there is not a group of grils I've met in my life who could've baounced back from all the things that were thrown at us during this trip better than my friends did. Now weeks later looking back at our pictures its clear that we did really make the most of our time in spite of our inner struggle to establish some semblence of comfort during the last 3 days of our trip. Here are some shots of the good times we had there...


Out clubbing the first night we were in town... I guess I didn't get the memo about making a quiet face... oh well.

My lovely ladies on our last night all together. Kirsten had to leave early because her visiting sister was getting confirmed, which is a big deal in Denmark despite the fact that they are almost 100% atheist.

Sagrada Familia, a really impressive cathedral size church designed by Antonio Gaudi, an extremely famous Catalan architect.

Me and Jess at the top of Park Guell. If you're ever in Barcelona I reccomend it, its not as crowded as the rest of the city and the views are fantastic.

Fooling around down by the harbor.

Our second night out we stumbled upon this band giving a free concert in an old converted church yard. Lots of fantastic salsa dancing, my uncoordinated American self didn't have any idea what to do, but it was still fun. I had a cute old spanish man try to teach me the gist of it.

Soaking up the sun on the beach :)

Despite our difficult time in Barcelona we managed to make the most of our time there and actually didn't hold back much. It's not like me to make a big deal about little set backs, but I was suprised by how deeply getting attacked affected my time there. With the exception of a few tussels with my younger brother (mostly over sharing the computer) I've never really gotten into a fight before. When we were jumped that changed without me even thinking about it, and the rest of the time I was there I found myself sizing up the situation everytime someone looked at me sideways or a man made an inappropriate remark. I'm glad to say that's gone away since I've gotten back to Denmark, but it was an interesting thing to find out about myself nonetheless.