Well! This weekend has been an adventure. ...a good one.
On Friday, I went to the museum of history in the Gothic Quarter with my good friend Anna. We had a blast running (totally lying, we were moseying at best... Awesome!) Anyways, we worked out way through the rooms of ancient statues and artifacts from the Romantic era, and then found an elevator. Now, I know what you’re thinking... why should I be surprised that there was an elevator in a museum... Because it was freaking awesome! This thing was like the corvettes of elevators! Nice ‘n’ spacious... air conditioned, ... no, totally kidding. Actually, this elevator had a screen on it that said “2009”... we didn’t really understand what it was until we started going down... the number began decreasing, and when the doors opened we were in the Romanic ruins that they had dug out from under the city... HOW COOL IS THAT?!
After an ample amount of running around under ground (in what was essentially the “50 cent” tour of a dead person’s house, laundry room included) and running into two of my teachers from the university, we decided to move on to other activities for the day. Anna and I met up with some friends at the beach, and I finally planted my feet into some spanish sand... OH! how wonderful it was to be back at the beach again! ..oh, and we fed seagulls... if you toss bread at them, they’ll catch it in the air. It’s awesome *sing song voice*. When it began to get dark, we walked the streets in the Gothic neighborhood to get back to the metro station, and I finally stumbled upon “Santa Maria del Mar”. I can’t wait to go inside! It looks gorgeous!
It was a wonderfully relaxing day.
Then, we woke up super early on Saturday to go on a day-trip with ISA to Girona and Figueres, two little towns on the Costa Brava at the foot of the Pyrenees. Girona was beautiful in an ancient kind of way with weathered stone walls that have stood for centuries and ruins from Neopoleon’s escapades. Contrast that with Dali’s Museum (built and furbished by the man himself) and you’ve got yourself one heck of an adventure.
We got back home around eight at night, just in time to head out again for the Carnival celebration! Instead of buying a mask at the local market, I opted to paint my face. I went out with my friend, Grace, and experienced what was essentially Halloween for europeans.
I went to church the next day, and got to see all of the friends that I had made at the BBQ. *sigh* I’ve been plugged onto a church in Spain, and I can’t tell you how comforting that is! I turned down a lunch invitation, but am definitely going to a small group meeting on Wednesday night. Yay!
Well, hope you’re weekends were all splendid! here are the pictures from the recent going-ons (goings-ons? goings-on?...whatever):
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Enjoy!
I love you all, and hope to hear from you soon!
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I had fun following your ISA trip via travel guides. The description of Figures in particular is rather amusing:
“The city of Figueres, Spain is as homely as a mule's butt. Narrow streets choked in a fog of exhaust fumes, scooters without mufflers scream through the city with a sound that can liquefy your brainstem, the parks are ugly and dangerous and guys stand in doorways doing nothing all day aside from laying mad dog looks on tourists that pass by. Quite frankly, the place sucks. If it weren't for the fact that Salvador Dalí... wasn't birthed there and his Teatre-Museu Dalí weren't located there, Figueres probably wouldn't even have a train station, which makes it mercifully possible to zip into town from Barcelona to see the museum without actually having to spend the night there” (bootsnall.com).
Contrast that to the description of Gerona:
“Gerona is a city in the northeast of Spain on the Costa Brava, near the French border. It is a beautiful city where you get a real feeling for its history just by walking through its ancient streets. Its a walled city which dates back to the Roman period, the old quarter is located within the city walls. There is a well known stretch of houses, built in the 19th century, which make up the part of the city wall destroyed by the French in 1807 while the city was under siege.” (eiroresidents,com).
So, now I know what you meant by saying, “Girona was beautiful in an ancient kind of way... contrast that with Dali’s Museum...”
I’m happy to know that you’re having a great time (as indicated by your =D). Thanks for the great pictures. It helps us feel connected to you. Keep writing. We love reading your blog.
Love,
Dad
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