Dulce Día Dos de Barcelona

The next day in Barcelona may have been my favorite. Madeline and I woke up somewhat early. (Nine in the morning is pretty darn early for a college student, wouldn’t you agree?) We went to an outdoor market(which you can see in the picture) to buy loads of fresh strawberries and an orange. We ended up getting a kilo of strawberries and an orange for one and a half euros! Some call us the bargain masters. We took our fresh and fantastic breakfast to the port and ate it with the sun on our faces and ships lazily drifting by. If that’s not nice, I don’t know what is.

Speaking of nice, we stopped by a place to get Churros con Chocolate after enjoying the port. The churros were cooked enough to get a crispy shell, and were covered with sugar. We dipped the churros into melted chocolate and enjoyed!

At around noon we made our way back to the apartments to meet up with some people who had been around Barcelona before and could thus help us navigate the utterly confusing metro. We ended up going to Park Guell(as seen above), which Antoni Gaudí designed. Gaudí was a famous Catalan architect who made fantastical buildings. I can’t describe the architecture as well with words as with a picture, so here is one part of the park. Later, people played futbol on the sandy area. When we went down the stairs to the columns we heard a man playing a beautiful Spanish melody on his guitar and saw the interesting mosaic work on the ceiling.

We then got a bit lost (isn’t that part of the fun, though?) and ended up, quite a few metro tickets later, at the Temple Expiatori de la Sagrada Família.
The Sagrada Família was started in 1882 and isn’t expected to be finished until 2026! Hokey Pete. It’s a Roman Catholic Church, and again, is somewhat different than normal architecture. If you’re curious at all, I strongly advise you to look it up. Here’s a link to wikipedia: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sagrada_Familia
And here's a picture of some of the statues on the building. They aren't as realistic as some statues, but show emotion quite well.

The people we went with let us know that this is such a renowned church because, while it might not be as cleanly beautiful as other churches, appears to have grown from the ocean floor. Isn’t that lovely?

We went to the metro to get back, where someone stole my wallet. I was, of course, freaking out a bit considering all the identification, keys, cards, and cash that I would never see again. Fortunately, one of the people we went with spoke Spanish so he talked to the security for me. We got lost on our way to a police station, but when we went back to the metro the lovely, kind, perfect security person informed us that my wallet had been found. The person took my cash but left everything else! I was incredibly happy, needless to say. (Then why, I’m sure you ask, did I have to explicate that?)

We went back, had amazingly good kebab (which is not meat on a stick, but meat shaved off a big meat block in a wrap and tasty stuff) and went to a club. We went out at 2:00, knowing that people go out much later in Spain. No one had arrived yet! We had to come back at 3:00. When we left, exhausted, at 4:00, there was a line to get in.