Thursday, June 21, 2007

Barcelona vacation

So what's a girl been doing since returning from Norway? Certainly not updating her blog, as I heard from many people. Whoops! Sorry! So here's what I HAVE been doing....

Saying fond farewells (I prefer "See you soon!"s) to many friends, including Rafa, Francis, Andrew, and Ian. And many "well hello agains" as well... to Marco, Francis, and Ian... strange how this works. I like it!

Going to Ikea. Ugh. I hate Ikea. But a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do to furnish a flat, even one she won't get to live in much for the next four months. And so I find it's a good idea to make the best of it and really test everything out.

Only in the first section and already I'm pooped.

But that leather couch gave me a sudden boost of energy!
Enough to ride the train of ugly futon chairs.
All the way to the kitchen section.

Awesome! This will fit PERFECTLY in my living room! Score!
Another activity which has consumed a surprising amount of my time is lounging on the beach working on my tan. Trust me, my tan requires a lot of work... many hours of care and maintenance. Bogatell beach is perfect for playing "which boobs are fake?" and "who's on steroids?"... two of my all-time favorite games, and easy enough that even a beginner can play and feel like a winner!

On Friday, this "advertisement" for the club Catwalk paraded by, pouting and flouncing around. In fairness to them, it was HOT. And they were wearing a lot of makeup and crazy (though not very LARGE) get-ups... I'm surprised they didn't act more bitchy!

And, of course, there was the Sonar Festival... two and a half days of my life lost, never to be returned. Actually, that's untrue. I had EXTRA time during that weekend because I didn't sleep! Bonus!

The crowd

The DJThe sweat
The immediate need for refreshment. Like apple juice! MMMM!!!!!!

Oh. That's not apple juice.

Still standing! Still dancing! Or ... something ...
Ready for a nap.

And don't forget Montserrat! I hadn't been there since March, so figured it was time for a trip. And strangely, I got lost, despite having climbed to the top twice before and knowing there's really only one route. Well, I found another. And it was looooooong. Oops.

Climbing up the seemingly bazillion stairs.
"I think we have to go down here." Famous last words.

Nevermind, I'll just climb trees instead. Isn't that what you're supposed to do when you're 28?

And now you see why I haven't been posting much lately. Whew!


Anonymous said...

Great update. Great tour through your camera lens.

Anonymous said...

While posing on the picture at IKEA: "But that leather couch gave me a sudden boost of energy!"