Another week gone by in Barcelona. Lots to report on so here goes!
Tuesday: 
Another day of class followed by a nap at home. Kat had visitors sowe took them out for dinner where we ate last year. It was fun. We had a nice walk along the ramblas and then stopped at a bar for a quick glass of tinto. We traded a lot of close-call stories in which I realized that Richard was my soul-mate in regards to gastroenterology. Kat and I went home with our guests. We realized that our couch turned into a futon...it was an exciting discovery.
Another day of class followed by a nap at home. Kat had visitors sowe took them out for dinner where we ate last year. It was fun. We had a nice walk along the ramblas and then stopped at a bar for a quick glass of tinto. We traded a lot of close-call stories in which I realized that Richard was my soul-mate in regards to gastroenterology. Kat and I went home with our guests. We realized that our couch turned into a futon...it was an exciting discovery.Wednesday: It was a quiet day of class and such. David and Richard left. Kat and I did our thing that evening. We headed out to Rosita Negro for Mexican food (so authentic) with our friend Dan. Afterwards they went to DJ Tiesto by the beach. Kat and I decided it best we hang low mostly because I had to get up early to pick up Kate Karcz from the train station the next day!
Thursday: 
Kate arrived. I picked her up at the train station and we went to the Creperia, a delicious crepe place. I decided to take it easy instead of rushing back to class. I finally went back and finished up my class for the day while Kate and Jay settled in. After a few hours of this and that, we (Kat and I) met them back for dinner at Ibixto (time number 2). Kat and I went back to our apartment and polished off a bottle of wine and headed to sleep. European life rocks.
Kate arrived. I picked her up at the train station and we went to the Creperia, a delicious crepe place. I decided to take it easy instead of rushing back to class. I finally went back and finished up my class for the day while Kate and Jay settled in. After a few hours of this and that, we (Kat and I) met them back for dinner at Ibixto (time number 2). Kat and I went back to our apartment and polished off a bottle of wine and headed to sleep. European life rocks.
Friday: Oral Report day in class...not that I didn't prepare it the night before for 10 minutes. After class, I headed back home for lunch and quick nap, then off to the beach with Kat, Kate and Jay. Kat left an hour or so after I arrived and the rest of us left shortly after. That evening Dan, Kat and I, joined by Maxim (not the same as he who I met last year) and Felix went to Friday Club at our school (bar night) and then out for dinner at Ibixto (time 3). We followed that up with drinks at a bar on the Ramblas, Boada. The drinks were delicious and the bartenders were really nice. I caught up with Felix during that time, forcing him to practice hisSpanish, forever the teacher. We then went to Razzamatazz, a
local discotheque. The cab ride over was filled with inane banter in which our cab driver talked about the beautiful women of Barcelona over and over again. We entered the club (after a side quest to an ATM followed by Felix and an unnerving encounter with a group of irritating Americans shouting "We're fromLA!"). We had a great night.Dan disappeared at one point, and after searching and subsequently realizing he went back home, Kat, Felix and I also left. Upon turning the corner, we were faced by a panicked young lady whom Felix knew and another girl, pale and doubled over on the ground. She was sick to her stomach from drinking and the friend had been robbed. A nice Spaniard had alerted the police and we waited with her until they arrived. The other girl, writhing in pain asked for an ambulance. We decided that it was then that we should leave. So, Kat, Felix and I went back to our apartment. The time was now 4:30am. We fell asleep as the sun rose around 6am.
local discotheque. The cab ride over was filled with inane banter in which our cab driver talked about the beautiful women of Barcelona over and over again. We entered the club (after a side quest to an ATM followed by Felix and an unnerving encounter with a group of irritating Americans shouting "We're fromLA!"). We had a great night.Dan disappeared at one point, and after searching and subsequently realizing he went back home, Kat, Felix and I also left. Upon turning the corner, we were faced by a panicked young lady whom Felix knew and another girl, pale and doubled over on the ground. She was sick to her stomach from drinking and the friend had been robbed. A nice Spaniard had alerted the police and we waited with her until they arrived. The other girl, writhing in pain asked for an ambulance. We decided that it was then that we should leave. So, Kat, Felix and I went back to our apartment. The time was now 4:30am. We fell asleep as the sun rose around 6am.Saturday: 
Up at 2pm and time for shopping! Kat and I went to a bunch of shops, hungry for some deals, (and me for some bathing suits, and white underwear so I could wear my linen pants...I'm so manly) but stopped for lunch first. Successful on all accounts (plus a new pair of red jeans) we headed back for nap and such. We met Kate and Jay later for dinner and then went out to El Cangrejo...my favorite place from last year. We quickly, and happily discovered that Pablo, our favorite bartender, was still behind the bar. We passed the night to the tunes of Madonna and Ace of Bass and delicious vodka limón. We went home shortly before the metro stopped at 2am. We quickly passed out, eager for our beach day.
Up at 2pm and time for shopping! Kat and I went to a bunch of shops, hungry for some deals, (and me for some bathing suits, and white underwear so I could wear my linen pants...I'm so manly) but stopped for lunch first. Successful on all accounts (plus a new pair of red jeans) we headed back for nap and such. We met Kate and Jay later for dinner and then went out to El Cangrejo...my favorite place from last year. We quickly, and happily discovered that Pablo, our favorite bartender, was still behind the bar. We passed the night to the tunes of Madonna and Ace of Bass and delicious vodka limón. We went home shortly before the metro stopped at 2am. We quickly passed out, eager for our beach day.Sunday (today): Kat and I awoke early...1pm this time....to head to Ocata. Really spent most of the day on the beach. I was creepily approached by a Spanish child, commenting on my "pretty" Nook e-Reader...creepy. We left around 5:30. On the train back, a group of children approached us with their caretaker and quickly struck up a conversation. We met José and Raquel. They were frankly very adorable. Kat offered the 4-year old José her iPhone who knew what to do with it in seconds. They demonstrated their English skills (Holy Shit being in their cannon of vocabulary). We stepped off the train and then went home. We wolfed down a snack-meal and took siesta. Here I am, now at 11pm, ready for another day of school tomorrow.
Until Next Time,
Scott
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