Sorry guys! Short entry because I have to head over to plaza espanyol pronto to meet Joan and the SAM fencers.
Had a good practice w- Joan and the fencers. They were all sweethearts and pretty young, but there were a couple on their national squads. Ate lunch with them and kidded around--Catalan humor is scathing but hilarious and they were all jokesters (including the coach). Lost a few won a few in terms of bouts... today I´m going to concentrate more on just feeling fencing.
Was told by about 3 people yesterday they couldnt´tell where I was from by my accent! WOOT!
Walked ALL THE WAY DOWN from passeig de gracia, through plaza catalunya, down Universitat and via laeitania (sp?), to the gothic quarter and the cathedral which I couldn´t get to because I needed to cover my darn shoulders! Oops, should have seen that coming. Though I found la Barca shop, and bought myself a tank that was on sale. barca! barca! barca! ole ole ole! viva el ronaldinho!
I took a taxi back up to El Patio Andaluz (above passeig de gracia on Agulai or something st) for the dinner show.
Flamenco started off corny (the lights and music guy was so proud of himself the whole time) but ended up being awesome with live flamenco guitar, singing, and crazy good dancing. They were all great musicians and I got to flamenco w- one of them on stage in the end. The picture guy gave me a carnation and kept trying to ask me out, so I got him to give me a discount on the picture of me dancing. Ha, I win.
Got to go to Plaza Espanyol to get my ride to fencing. The kids all attend a school for the best athletes in Catalonya and it´s very nice... I wish I had had something like that!
Today I think I´m going to shell out the money for a tourist bus to all the cool places if my metro ticket can´t get me everywhere easily, vale? ;)
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Yeah, why not the tourist bus? How often are you in Barcelona?
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