11/6/10

Needless to say, after getting home so late, I slept in on Saturday morning.  I slept until 10:30ish.  I couldn’t sleep much later though, because I didn’t shut the blinds the night before, so the sun was pouring into my room.  My whole temporary family was awake and lively as ever.  Cristobal was working.  I found out that they own a moto shop.  By moto, I don’t mean motorcycle or moped.  It is more of a hybrid between the two.  It is how most people get around the city.  Most stores are open Saturday mornings until lunch time and that is where he was.  I ate breakfast and enjoyed some quiet time when Francesca took the kids to the park.  I ate lunch around 1:00 before I left to meet up with Amie and Erin at their hostel.

            When I got to the hostel, Amie, Erin and McKayla were in the lounge updating their blog and figuring out where to go after Barcelona.  We relaxed in the hostel until Miriam and Tim arrived.  Once they got their, Miriam, Tim, Erin and I took the metro to Montjuic.  Amie was still recovering from our late Friday night and napped for the afternoon.  I’m not sure what McKayla decided to do, but she also decided to hang back at the hostel.  It was a pretty warm day and we started at the top of Montjuic at the castle.  It’s nice to walk around the castle and see the view of the city, but other than that it isn’t too exciting.  We then walked down through the park and Miriam led us to the Greek theatre.  I’m not sure how old it is, but it was really big and ancient looking.  A few groups of Spanish teens were hanging out on its steps.  We then meandered through some beautiful gardens.  I have to mention that there are wild/ stray cats all over Montjuic and Tim had the audacity to pick one up.  I am not a cat person, but he thoroughly enjoyed having it cuddle in his lap.  We walked down further to the palace and sat at some tables in front for a while.  From there we hopped on the metro back to the hostel to get Amie and McKayla for dinner.

            We walked to a famous restaurant for dinner.  I can’t remember the name of it… “Ceveceria Catalana”?, but it is a popular tapas restaurant.  I got patatas bravas (home fries with a spicy sauce) and a bacon, date, cheese mini sandwich.  We ate an early dinner, so to kill time afterwards, we went to a gelato shop and chatted inside for a few hours.  After that we went to a well-known bar called “Chupitos”.  I went home before 1, calling it a short night.  I said my goodbyes to my friends, who were planning to take the train to Sevilla in the morning.