Plaça de Catalunya - Barcelona, Spain

So the metro wasn't so bad, I made it safely. I walked down La Rambla (שדרה ערוכה) and the whole way were annoying venders, portrait painters, and human statue guys. I went into the food market and it was nothing like in Israel, way more organized and way better stuff. Than I kept going down the same street all the way to the marina. After, I walked all the way back and ate at a buffet called FrescCo. There was orgasmic seafood paella. I adore seafood. Headed back to my uncle's place by metro.

Number of complements on eyes: 3

Spanish Meter*: 5

*how successful I was at communicating in Spanish with locals. Scale of 1-10, 10 being fluent, 1 being awkwardly and painfully gaping, unable to form words or understand them.Les mer