Mess

This week has been pretty average.. though i have been busy looking for apartments to rent in the city. Woo its a challenge trying to communicate on the phone i seriously sound retarded!! I plan out what i am going to say ... that part goes fine then when they reply.... ah lost!

But then last night made up for a quiet week of no parties! it surely was a messy night!

I knew it would be because it was it was at summum bar.. always is! It was a swiss party i was not at all sure what on earth a swiss party was but i was keen

Plenty of people turned up for it... no one can turn down summum. Then the shots began ... 7 down!! eek i was a barracha 'drunk' we didn't really understand why it was a swiss party and we weren't really embracing it considering we ordered 'slovenian shots' .... demanded by the slov boys they were pretty good. but by that stage i am pretty sure my taste buds were dead.

The polish arrived in style.. sneaking a bottle of polish vodka into the bar... i wish it was confiscated because that stuff tasted like CRAP!!

i needed something to wash it down straight away or i was going to throw up... so i had a shot ha ha

As everyone started to head to the disco i knew it was time for me to depart... HOME!!
I got away finding that the austrian was as drunk as me and needed to go home. We started the trek and just when i thought my night couldn't' get better.. on the side of the street i saw this big tower thing made out of toilet paper.. Air was blowing up from under a drain in the street and some bum tied pieces of toilet paper to the drain so that it created a big tower ... AND i thought it would be the best idea to run through it... so i did.... then from out of nowhere the bum runs up to me pushed me saying in spanish that i just ruined his tower that took him 3 hours to make... ha what else does a bum have to do?
he wasn't going to let me go... i was the worst person ever for breaking his piece of art... ha  The Austrian stepped in getting ready to take a swing.. but we ran away ... and of course this 60 year old guy wasn't going to be able to catch us....

The last thing i remember is coming home wearing a pink sequin head band with a giant feather out the top, a pearl necklace and a lei.. what the hell!!! i have no idea where these came from!!

and that was my adventure!!

St patricks day

Having irish friend surely does help make a great st pats day!

The day started off at 4pm drinking sangria on the train into the city... all class we students are!!

So many pubs to choose from.. had to be irish, but there are 20 irish bars in Barcelona

We didnt get past mcdonalds - however it did start the laughs when one of the boys threw a cheese burger to his friend and it just went straight to the floor

We started off with a bar in El Born because we saw they were giving away big novelty irish hats... but you had to buy 2 pints of irish beer in order to do so.. my attampt was lame... i blame it on the drink being GREEN turned me off!  - luckly some random in the bar gave me his hat! wooo

Next bar, next bar, then we got to Ryan's bar!! great under ground bar soooo cheap

we played a drinking game in there with a dice and oh dear it definitely did the trick ....

we then left to find a new bar... on the way to the metro station we thought it was really funny to pretend to fall over and then everone fall on top - it was funny until i came away with a grazed chin, a missively bruised hip and grazed knee, but the falling over still continued....

and the night ended with very tired irish!!

Carnival

Wow fun fun fun!!
In most areas of Spain, Carnaval is celebrated during the week before miercoles de Ceniza (lent).
With the end of Carnaval, el miercoles de Ceniza, there is another ceremony called El Entierro de la Sardina (Burial ofthe Sardine). The "fun times" are buried because it is now la Cuaresma - a time of fasting and praying.
 However..... i am not participating in lent! i just wanted to see a parade, dress up and of course another excuse to drink

It was amazing! Not only do the people in the parade dress up and with a huge amount of detail may i add, but the crowd also go to a huge effort of dressing up. I mean they don't just go buy an outfit they make them, and they do all colourful make up ...

i got to experience carnival twice, first in the city but we all got pretty bored of this one because we couldn't see too much.. ha so we bailed and went on search or a bar. Which by the way was highly unsuccessful being only 9pm, bars dont open until 11. sadly we resorted to the corner store and bought alcohol to drink at my polish friends house. That night ended pretty messy because we were offered free shots to go drink in some bar while we were walking past it.. The rest of the night we amused ourselves by throwing confetti around the bar

My second experience of Carnival was the best. I was in Barcelona's gay town 'Sitges' 40 mins from the city. We had a bus take us from uni campus and drop us home at 4am.. bahhh 8hrs of carnival

Altohough i couldn't make the most of it because i was sick, it was a surreal experience.

The costumes in the parade and in the crowd were amazing..the effort i mean these people spend 15months planning them. i took 5 mins just buying a costume, a kids costume mind you from a shop.

Dont mind the photo... this is after 4am in the morning

I must say the best costume were definitly the ones of the dragqueens. woo la la. Platforms up to 20cm high, huge capes, make up... and i tell you there were all sorts of dragqueens kinda gross to see old men dressing up, or fat men with their gut and ass exposed.

But beside that there was a hell of a lot of beautiful girls showing a loooooot of skin and boob. the boys were in awe snapping photos left right and center.
There were sooo many themes in the parade; moulin rouge, jungle, egyptian, cavemen with arms as if they ripped them off people, rockstars, farm animals with giant genitals

My favourite one...

The funniest one, was a float that looked like a crashed aeroplane, and the people were dressed up as old people with life vests on and holding pet cages FUNNY!!



After the parade there was just a massive party in the streets and on the beach, with a dj, laser lights and a lot of drunk people!!

Infancy all over again

Literature of the topic of travellers describes that when foreigners enter into a new host  

Yesterday I had my first experience of going to a beauty salon .. making the appointment was interesting but I got the time so that’s all that really mattered. But when that time came I didn’t feel like going I wanted to siesta. Now I had to call to cancel my appointment and reschedule ..

“hola, me llamo Rikki. Necessito cancellar…”

“oh … bla bla (didn’t get this bit).. catorce 4pm”

“ahh si si.. pero puedo venir manana… ahhhh a las once”

“si si si…”

Yes i did it!! Woo so proud of myself. And i did it without actually knowing the word for appointment phew i was hoping i wouldn’t have to say it..

Then when i got there.. ha the conversation was funny … ‘ah soy australiana’ ha i may have gave the impression Australians are complete twats.. Explaining what i wanted that was a mission. But success and then i started conversation the best i could.

Later that day i caught the train into the city for a browse. Woops fell asleep on the train hugging my bag like a baby.. i aint getting robbed no sireee!!  i woke up one stop before i had to get off. Luck! Then the lady in front of me starts ranting on something in super fast spanish for a half asleep Rikki to understand….” Ahhhhh lo siento..ahhhh”

                             “English”… ‘oh yes’ (sometimes the blond hair is an advantage people just assume English”

Then this older lady asks me if she can run in the gates after i use my ticket because she lost her ticket.. ha ha. So i let her.. then after she is very thankful we have a short conversation about my living here for the year studying and she offers to help me with my spanish if i want, or to show me around or to use her swimming pool in summer. Ha and who said the spanish weren’t friendly!

Then this morning… laundry time!  My god the laundry guy thinks i am absolutely retarted!!! First im in there shoving the coins in but one of the coins wouldn’t go down properly so im banging the thing, putting the coin down again, banging it again… the guy comes over…

“press this one… no bang, bang’ deeerrr i was pressing it!

Then when i see the washing stop spinning i try opening the door… its jammed… i take a wider stand to try get some better pulling action…

‘no no .. no pull pull … mira … esperas!’ woops i didn’t see it still had time left on the clock, hence the door is automatically locked until the timer is finished..

Rikki the retart! Infant needing to relearn the basic operations of life again..