Its that time of the year that all the european exchange students have pretty much left Barca well except for my beloved Yvi. the German version of me.
i dont think there has been a day that i havent seen or talked to that girl. And boy.. the many nights pre-drinking there! Lately we have been dedicating our drinking nights to making playlists of old school songs that we havent heard for a while oh and playing with the photobooth camera on her Mac computer.
Example no#1 
For the past 2 weeks i have had Brie staying with me. We made a trip to Palma Mallorca. twas a lovely trip however Brie was quite sick. However, this turned out to be quite a benefit because the trip was more relaxed rather than partying!! But when we got back then it was time to party. A spare of the moment decision was made one night to go to San Fermin 'the running of the bulls' in Pamplona. Oo it was a good decision.
The trip however ended up quite frustrating after we had a mishap with our bus tickets there.. really it was just a VERY embarrassing blond moment! We stayed with a tour group called Stoke Travel. This was awesome they provided tents, sleeping bags, FREE ALCOHOL, a free bbq, buses to pamplona, and music.
The place was flooded with Aussies though. i dont think i met a spanish person there. There was a memorable Irish guy.. memorable of course for being absolutely blind.. at one point someone was packing his mouth with ham and more ham and more ham.. ahh wrong
But overall it was a great setup except for the 4am wake up calls of pots and pans being bashed calling out that breakfast is cooking and the only bus into pamplona leaves at 5am! ohh so the first night Brie and i decided it would be way easier to not sleep. well i think i had an hour. Oh and the tourture! i actually fell asleep for a moment while in the arena watching the bulls chase people. Again i passed out while waiting for the bus to take us back to camp on a nice patch of grass with a whole heap of rubbish around me. Im all about class! 
The Campsite we stayed at was on the beach near san sebastian. it was such a great location surrounded by green mountains and a really pretty beach. so on our last day we dragged our hungover asses down the massive mountain (luckily there were stairs) to go for a swim. But then the mission of getting back up that mountain killed us. (unwanted exercise)
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| the beginning of our mountain mission |
Our plans of getting the bus back home were destroyed when we couldnt get back to pamplona where we were catching the bus because they were all full. so we had to stay the night in san sebastian and get the next available bus to Barca! However again we were unlucky because EVERY hostel was booked out but we did find a hotel that wasnt too expensive outside of san seb pretty much in the middle of nowhere for us. So we stoked up on food that did not require any cooking and did not move from our hotel room. i was lucky enough to find Austin powers was on tv so that was my night. the next day i wanted to explore san sebastian but of course my luck didnt want to fail me... it was raining. grrrr
but we managed to get back to barca arriving just in time to head out.. so home, shower, then to the bar i went.
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