Schools were closed for a week for term break the first week of June, a perfect opportunity to travel again. Susan and I decided on Spain; her friend Michelle was visiting and was keen on it, Jen was going there anyways so we could meet up with her and Ryan would be there as well.
After a 1am wake up to catch a night bus (which we missed by a few seconds so took a cab instead) to Victoria station in central London, a 1.5hr coach bus to Stansted Airport and a 2hr flight to Spain, we made it to Barcelona! We had a beautiful but quiet hostel just outside central Barcelona. The 2 nights we were there we had a lot of Tapas (basically an assortment of appetizer sized food) and a lot of Sangria (a fruity wine mixture). We also had lunch near our hostel in a home grown cafe where no one knew English and they had to literally bring us other customers` plates of food to show us what we could order.
We did a free walking tour of Barcelona, cooked under the sun on the beach and checked out the real Absinthe bar in town (tastes like black licorice, ew). Barcelona was great but I knew I would fall in love with Valencia.
We took a 4 hour bus ride from Barcelona to Valencia and found our hostel in the city (more people this time=more socializing). Ryan was there before us all ready to go, by the time us girls got ready it had started to pour rain (in Spain?!) so we checked out the museum literally next to the hostel which showcased miniature Greek sculptures. Later, we had Paella and Sangria which is an amazing combination and we explored the city in the evening and settled on a bar for more Sangria. The second day in Valencia was spent at the market, at a fancy restaurant for Paella in humongous pans, the beach, met people at the hostel and Ryan and I saw a real Flamenco show at a bar = amazing entertainment.
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