Helloooooooo. It's been a few days since I've written, and I had an amazing weekend. Like I mentioned last time, Friday we missed our excursion to Girona, but Saturday morning we got up early to meet our group for the bus to Costa Brava. It took about 2 hours to get there, and then they let us have free time for almost 6 hours. Well, technically... there was a tour of some "ruins" that everyone was supposed to go on, but it didn't look that interesting to us and we had seen the same type of ruins at the history museum the day before, so Erin, Becca and I kind of snuck off and went to the beach instead. We laid out on a gorgeous beach for wayyyy too long. I thought I put on sunscreen but if you saw me right now you wouldn't know I even had any. It burns. Luckily with my skin it will turn into tan in a few days, but I completely forgot to apply any at all below my knees so my shins and feet are on fire. Oh well. After laying out and swimming all day, I had a bikini (the name of a ham and cheese sandwich) and a Coke for lunch, and we headed back to the bus for Roses. Roses was the small beach town where our hotel was. We were so exhausted we just pushed past everyone, got our room key, and passed out until it was time to eat dinner around 10. Erin, Becca and I got dressed and walked around to pick a restaurant. We were convinced by a waiter who said they had "the best paella, from the bottom of his heart". He seemed so sincere. It was pretty good. We sat there and talked and enjoyed our meal for a good 2 hours or so... We thought we would go out that night, like to a bar or a club, but everyone was feeling so tired from the sun we just called it a night. I ended up sleeping a full 9 hours in the hotel, which was really nice. The next day, Sunday, we got back on the bus and headed to the port, where our own private boat came to pick us up and take us to a little fishing town called Cadaqués. The boat was insanely nice. It was a double decker with a slide going off the top, a snack bar, and an underwater viewing tank where you could see all the fish swimming beside the boat. The best part was it was just for our ISA group. We hung out on the boat and took pictures on the way--the trip took about 40 minutes. Cadaqués was seriously the most beautiful place I think I've ever seen in real life. It had the whitewashed houses with blue shutters that you think of when you picture a Mediterranean town. There were boats floating out in the water, and the water itself was so clear you could see right to the bottom. I've never seen anything so pretty. We took probably 200 pictures, no joke. I put on ten pounds of sunscreen, but I'm staying out of the sun for a few days for sure. My shoulders got it pretty bad. I also cut the bottom of my foot on a rock while at the beach so that doesn't feel too nice. Anyway, all in all it was by far one of the best weekends yet and I definitely want to go on the same excursion again in July.
That's it for the past weekend. Today after school I actually got to meet up with a good friend I haven't seen in 6 years. I met a guy last time I was studying here in Barcelona named Anssi who is from Finland and a couple of years older than me. He's the only one I've kept in touch with the whole time. It was so great to see him. We walked all the way from Plaza Catalunya to my apartment, probably a mile and a half or so, and grabbed some lunch. He is leaving Wednesday so we planned to meet up tomorrow evening and go to Camp Nou or Parc Guell or something like that.
One more story I forgot in my last entry. On Friday when we were going to the beach, the funniest thing ever happened. We saw the metro about to take off but the doors were still open, so we ran to catch it. I slipped inside and Brooke and Becca were (I thought) right behind me. Becca had a cup of soda and she got her arm and the cup stuck in the door of the metro...when she tried to get out, the soda basically exploded everywhere and they were stuck behind while I was still on the metro, surrounded by people giving me the evil eye for being associated with the girl who spilled Coke everywhere. It was the funniest thing. When the metro started to take off, all the soda started sliding to the back and all the people screamed and tried to dodge it. You probably had to be there to understand how great it was, but trust me.
I miss you all very much! I can't believe I'm almost halfway through my trip already. Time is flying. We leave for Rome on Thursday and Sam and I are hopefully planning a day trip to Sorrento on Sunday.
Mucho amor,
LKP
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