Barcelona Diaries: Week 3

This week has seen what I think I can call a return to normality.

The kids' after-school activities have started, meaning I have a whole new timetable to learn, and different places to be at different times. Crazy.

I've also enrolled at Camino Barcelona for next week, which I'm really looking forward to. I'm seriously hoping that there is some lovely English person in my class that I can talk to: I miss the accent so much!

However, I must say, the highlight of next week will definately be a certain person's visit...Thank you, Alie, for not only paying however much it cost for a overpriced train fare, but for saving my sanity (and actually for giving me the idea to come here in the first place!!)

So, this week, what have I done?

- Been out of town twice, once to Sant Andreu de Llavaneres, where the family (or the grandparents more specifically) have a house, and once to visit my other Sant Andreu (see what I did there? :P) at his house near to Villedecans, which translates from Catalan into being the town of dogs. Haha!!

- Been rather drunk...first time in a while...

- Tidied up my room, which took a lot longer than expected, and ended up putting up more photos!

- Done a language exchange almost every day, although I'm not complaining!

- Walked to Camino Barcelona, booked a course, sat the exam and then walked all the way home...which is hard work!

- Set the record on the Wii for Wakeboarding...hope there!

- Taught Carmela how to play chess, then got immediately put in checkmate. Carmela is 5. Oops.

- Given in and paid 21E to go on the Tourist bus around the city...and so saw in one day, Casa Batllo, La Pedrera, Park Guell, Palau Guell, Camp Nou, La Sagrada Familia...to name a few.

- Written postcards, but am yet to send them. Or buy stamps. I may just bring them home.

- Been taught how to pronounce Spanish 'properly' (or at least how they do it here...)

- Seen Gracia...it's taken me long enough! It's like a Spanish version of the Norwich lanes, but 50x bigger!

- Slept for 12 hours. Bliss.

So, tomorrow? I'm in theory off to Park Guell with Felipe for a wonderful day in the sunshine, enjoying Gaudi's finest work, and then who knows!

Only two more weeks left before I come home...I'm not going to lie, I'm quite excited. Yeah, I love it here, but I miss everyone so much. So, those of you that can make it to Norwich, ('Don't worry, no-one's ever heard of it, it's a tiny city in the East of England with a few sheep. And no, it's not close to London.' Probably my most frequented phrase.) please come, I'd love to see you :)

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