Estoy aqui! I have been in Barcelona for a day and half now and it still hasn´t quite sunk in yet. Possibly the stressful last day in Houston is making me numb to the fabulousness that is Barcelona. Note to self...weigh...weigh...and more weigh. I say this because the repacking at the airport an hour before an international flight is not the best way to begin things. First let me me bitch about British Air and then do my own mia culpa. British Air straight sucks! Okay they reel you in with a really tantilizing ticket price and then begin the nickle and diming you to death. They actually make you pay for a seat...last time I checked one can´t fly without a seat! In fairness (very little) the conditions were that you can preselect your seat or wait until the day of and run the risk of getting stuck in between a fat business man that snores and a mom flying with an newborn on an international flight. I´m not soooo annoyed by the 30 dollars for the seat selection but it was worth it. The thing that really chaps my hide about British Airways is that on international flight they only allow ONE check in bag! Seriously! So I got hosed on the luggage side of things by BA. My friend said I would love flying BA because of the great seats and food. I wasn´t loving the food; had beef and mash and the seat was slightly better than Air France and KLM, but I can´t say I ¨loved¨the experience. What I did like was the cute little British accents of the cabin crew. I did not think I was partial to British accents because I figured I get enough of hearing people speak English with funny accents, but there was something decidely sexy about the accents...or maybe I was drunk. Man I love the free alcohol on the international flights!!! Ok enough about the US and complaints...on to first impressions about Barcelona flying solo.
Hmmm....this city just has a vibe of personal expression. While I was waiting for my temporary landlord I got to people watch and I was struck by the diversity of the populice of Barcelona. For the few minutes that I had to wait I was moved by the thought that a person can see what
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