Last week my best friend, Anette, and I went to Barcelona!
We drank, we ate and we went sightseeing like proper tourists.
Pitstop at a watering hole
I'm obsessed with margaritas,
and the best one we (sadly) already discovered the first evening
Anette and her bloody mary with
a twig of pine
My new sun glasses
which costed me an arm and a leg
We had tapas at one of the many "toothpick tapas" places, where you grab what you want, and then they count the toothpicks in the end to figure out how much you need to pay.
(or was it 'gulpin' it down'?)
The fresh oysters were only two euros a piece, and I was like, 'hey, I need to try that'.
It was raw, and sea-y, and clam-y and slimey.
I'll eat it again if I'm served it, but I won't be doing any cart wheel of excitement
(*pearls before swine*)
Me and random chick on the subway
- Barcelona really has it all!
More random people
Me in my makeshift
(remember we went inside a church earlier that day,
and I couldn't very well dress in my normal,