"I burped! I have more room!"

We arrived back home/Rome from Barcelona this morning after about 7 hours of traveling. We left our hostel at 4:30, but managed to fight the lack of sleep to get back to school. Our little adventure began on Thursday, but I don't have a lot of time right now, so I'll just give you the sparknotes/pinkmoney/wikipedia/antistudy version of it.

Thursday:
Flight. Go to hostel. Discover that although we have 8 people reserving a room for 8 people, 2 of us are in a different room. Discover that one of the people in the room with 6 of us is an old man. Go eat dinner. Actually enjoy dinner (unlike in Paris). Return to hostel to discover that in the room with 2 people, one bed has become occupied and our 2 must now share one bed. See random person in the bigger room #2, who is a gothic kid. Sleep.

Friday:
Eat really good waffles from a street vendor outside the cathedral. Go to Gaudi park (or Park Guell). Go to Gaudi house. Go to Gaudi "Block of Discord". Walk down Las Ramblas and and the harbor. Eat dinner at Flaherty's. Get ice cream and go to the hostel, stopping in some shops along the way.

Saturday:
Go to Picasso museum, but get bored as soon as half of us get to his recent stuff. Wander the streets by the museum until the rest finish. Go to the Chocolate museum where there are way cool chocolate statues. Return to the harbor. See really cool gymnastics guys on the street doing stunts. Wander down Las Ramblas to go to the church with the dancers. See no dancers. Wander Las Ramblas in the direction of the chinese restaurant we had recommended (it's our tradition to eat chinese food in every country). GO TO THE MOST AMAZING RESTAURANT EVER!!! it had the conveyor belt and you paid a flat price as they just sent food around and it was pretty cheap and tasted wonderful and was all kinds of exciting. Stephen frantically picked up like 25 plates in addition to those he picked up for the rest of us. After eating like 10 plates or so, he burped then said "I burped! I still have more room!!" It was the most entertaining meal I remember for a long time...everything else kind of lives in its shadow. Return to hostel and discover that gothic kid is now an aussie girl, with some advice for us for Scotland and Ireland.

Sunday:
Leave hostel at 4:30 in the morning.