After standard hostel. Kawka morning, remained only to gather their belongings and move on in the world. It's surprising how big a mess you can do on a very small area only by two small plecaczków. We have the talent.
last time I threw a look at the overcrowded Ramble with all its fairy creatures and slowly through the narrow streets toward poczłapaliśmy Park de la Ciutadella. Along the way we were able to obtain a commemorative T-shirts Barcelona, \u200b\u200bwhich will proudly wear the third wash, because then you probably still will crumble. Lestat has proved to be the excellent ability of haggling, which I unfortunately do not have the slightest. Well, you need to complement each other.
Park was of course very nice, but then in this city could not be otherwise. Welcomed us with a green, wild parrots, which have put stress on the palms flat, and their main occupation was the most noticeable noise. I must admit that in this area have come to perfection. Such a palm tree is actually like a block of flats, and the entire park as a large housing estate. So does a parrot will soon start rapping?
One of the main attractions of the park is a mammoth. From there he took? I have no idea two years ago have stood the previous several thousand, I can not say with certainty. Among the lush vegetation looks south at least as exotic and not pass it by with indifference. Straight from the mammoth went to the beach, but despite the beautiful sunshine prompted sense that bath is too cold. This time he listened, limited to the beach a pleasure to taste beer and yogurt. I got a flock of romantic collected shells, that chicken is now in my room. I guess I have no choice, you will convert them into jewelry.
Turning next to the train, against all logic, we decided to ask the person on the train to Figueres. And suddenly we're saved! For half the price reported by the insidious internet every hour you can safely move back and forth an elegant, comfortable train. Thus, we quickly solved the problem of escape from the urban hell autostopowego. Therefore already quite calmly went to see yet famous Gaudi park with colorful lizard, which is a landmark of the city, houses that look as if they were made of gingerbread polukrowanego and a beautiful view of the entire city of Barcelona, \u200b\u200bculminating in the sea.
There we came upon a marvelous instrument: hang, as we informed the card. Looks UFOs and from the talented hands that know how to use it seems very pleasant to the ear sound. Immediately we wanted to integrate it into our home collection, but after a recent search by intern budgets, it turned out that there will be a simple matter. Knead them because only two people in Switzerland, where on special order, if you save the queue can get to hang for only 1000 €. Well, that dream of music will probably have to wait until I become a respected lawyer. I hope that people who produce them are not yet completely lose your hearing so distant now.
train, as promised, quickly and efficiently teleported us to Figueres, which is very nice, little town. When we got to the station, Mr. railroad confession provoked a very significant for our whole trip:
- Where are you going?
- ... We do not know.
And how that sentence sounded in the other language versions? Here is a brief analysis of the impact of speech on the tenor of the conversation:
Obojętnie:
- O ù allez-vous?
- On sait pas. (najlepiej jeszcze z typowo francuskim wzruszeniem ramionami ucinającym każdą dobrze zapowiadającą się dyskusję)
Wścibsko – zaczepnie:
- Dove vai?
- Non lo so. (Here should be quickly dismissed that Italy does not tell you his whole life and did not suggest that the connections, if you have a lot of free time)
Surprisingly :
- Where choose?
- do not know. (Better make sure you have a portfolio and do not track niktcię)
warning:
- Wer du gehst?
- Their wi e ß nicht. (Run away and call the police before they lock you for vagrancy)
Finally, my favorite, philosophical, sincere, and lost:
- Quo vadis?
- I have no idea.
After such a pleasant here pogawędkach conducted in a very neutral language of English, went to see a piece of the town, which at 22.00, in the middle of the week it was completely deserted. We found for this brilliant playground, which, through specific swing in the shape of a flying saucer has given us so much fun.
As always in life you need to strive for something, quickly set ourselves another goal: to find the beer. At the shops there was no count, so we went with the help of maps at gas stations, which proved to be a modern, fully self-service, automatic miracle of technology. Our trip was not entirely fruitless, as an alternative to gasoline refueling was fueling fresh milk from the well-known already from Pau mlekomatu. Goodies:).
To accomplish the mission until the end, odszukaliśmy only open at this hour bar Cafe del Sol, where apart from beer was able to buy ice cream. I can only guess how low the temperature prevailing in the local freezers, but because not added to the dessert ax, and only a spoonful, I had to wait 15 minutes before I managed to eat it. Mr. waiter and showed a unique sense of humor, asked for the bill because it brought ... another beer. Apparently decided that Lestat drank too little.
When we have managed to leave the premises without further wpędzania clients in alcoholism, poczłapaliśmy at the end of the city to efficiently deploy our mobile home and thus make it wożenie together by hundreds of kilometers have any meaning. Unfortunately, the nights are very cold, even in Spain.
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