Can you believe it’s already September?

August was pretty dope, I can’t lie. Aside from going to Barcelona, I also celebrated my 24th birthday, Mutay’s 24th birthday and went to Notting Hill Carnival. August is when legends are born. Huhuhuhuhuhuhuu~

1. I turned 24

24 is such a non-age, if you know what I mean? Still, I’m determined it the best year before I turn halfway to 50. I really do need to focus on my life goals and also find a new job. All in good time.

Celebrations started the night before, where Mutay and I met our friend Tilly at an underground nightclub in Dalston called the Alibi. As soon as it hit midnight, we were doing shots and dancing our asses off. Best night ever. We ended up in Voodoo Ray’s, a late night hangout where they sell New York-style pizza. Delicioussss.

During the day, Mutay whisked me away to OXBO Bankside, an upscale restaurant located in London Bankside Hilton hotel. Coincidentally, someone else was also celebrating their birthday. It is absolutely beautiful inside, and we were even treated to live music from a guy singing and playing his guitar.

We got to help ourselves to unlimited starters; from potato salad to prawn cocktail to sushi, it was so delicious. For our main, as it was a Sunday, we had Roasted Sirloin of Gloucestershire Beef served with Yorkshire Pudding, duck fat roasted potatoes and seasonal vegetables. Although a little more rare than I’m used to, it was still tasty. Our meal was a bottomless brunch, so we had glass after glass of Prosecco. Tipsy and full – a great way to start 24. 

Roasted Sirloin of Gloucestershire Beef served with Yorkshire Pudding, duck fat roasted potatoes and seasonal vegetables

Roasted Sirloin of Gloucestershire Beef served with Yorkshire Pudding, duck fat roasted potatoes and seasonal vegetables

I didn’t really want anything for my birthday, but when Mutay asked me what I wanted I decided to ask for a MAC makeover. I don’t wear makeup except eyeliner and mascara, and the last time I wore a full face of makeup (foundation, etc) was at my cousin’s wedding and I absolutely hated it. I’d seen a few people on Instagram who had a MAC makeover, and I thought it looked like fun so Mutay happily obliged and we made our way to Covent Garden!

Thanks to Gurdeep, my face was completely transformed and I fell in love with myself. LOL. It’s great because she asked what kind of look I was going for, to which I said bold. She went for a smokey eye and did it step by step and made sure I was happy with everything that she was doing. The great thing is that you can redeem the booking fee for the makeover against MAC products, so essentially the makeover is free! I went for the fake eyelashes and lipstick, and Mutay got a blush. I also found out my foundation shade, which is great for future reference.

If you’re interested in what products Gurdeep used see here > [1.’Constructivist’ Pro Longwear Paint Pot, ‘Swiss Chocolate’ Eye Shadow, ‘Black Black’ ChromalineKohl Power Eye Pencil, No. 36 Lash, ‘Chestnut’ Lip Pencil, ‘Persistence’ Lipstick]

It was a great day spent with the best friend, and in the evening I went to visit my Lola and Lolo. My Lola got me flowers for my birthday, which were lovely 🙂

2. Foodie Adventures 101

As usual, I am always eating. 

For one of my friend’s birthday we went to Côte Brasserie. They have several branches, and we went to the one in Battersea Rise. Côte is inspired by the brasseries of Paris, championing relaxed all-day dining and serving authentic French classics made from great quality, fresh ingredients. 

The service wasn’t that great, and we had to wait ages toward the end when waiting for the bill/paying, but the food was amazing! I opted for 10oz Sirloin with frites and garlic butter and a side of creamed spinach. 

Their steaks are from 30 day aged grain fed cattle and served chargrilled with frites

Their steaks are from 30 day aged grain fed cattle and served chargrilled with frites

Would definitely go back! It was cute, as well, because my other friend mentioned it was my friend’s birthday and they bought out a souffle with a candle and we all sang Happy Birthday. Adorbs. 

After attempting to visit this absolutely atrocious place called Clutch and feeling thoroughly disgusted when we turned up (for very different reasons to what you’re probably thinking, but more on than later), Mutay and I decided to go to BIRD in Shoreditch, instead.

Love fried chicken? Great! GO VISIT BIRD, RIGHT NOW. BIRD serve free range fried chicken, which is my favourite type of chicken. I want to say we went overboard in ordering chicken, but I really have #noragrets, so whatevs. Alongside, the two portions of chicken wings we ordered, I also got a Single Bird combo: Drumstick, thigh & 2 wings with house-made glaze with fries & one of their daily doughnuts.

The different glazes we ordered for the wings were: 

  • Korean gochujang (sweet & hot)
  • Sticky soy garlic

I also got to choose a glaze for my own combo, and I went for Honey ginger. OMG. Guys. It was delicious. Absolutely amazing. Out of this world. Everything was just amazing. Crispy. Juicy. Delightful. Delectable. Warm. Hot. Spicy. Sweet. ALL OF THE MOTHEREFFING ADJECTIVES. We also had Cheesy Korean fries: American cheese sauce, house mayo, gochujang glaze. Mmmmmmhmmmmm, get down with the GET DOWN. Yassssss. ALL OF IT. IN MY BELLEH. YES.

In short, go visit BIRD and prepare to be blown away. (Also, I got a doughnut with my meal and that was 10/10 chocolatey goodness)

Now, about this place called Clutch.

UGH. Just, ugh. We didn’t even set foot inside the place because it set our skin crawling. You know how gentrification is the word on everyone’s lips nowadays, well Clutch is the epitome of gentrification. There is so much wrong here it’s hard to know where to start.

The location of it begs the question, who the fuck thought this was a good idea? Located down a side road near Hoxton station, literally planted in front of a block of council flats, did the owners really think the people who live in that area could afford over priced guilt-free, ethical fried chicken?

Fair enough, put it on the high street – that would actually make much more sense. In front of a council estate? Yeah, you’re delusional. The fact that it looked empty when we got there spoke volumes. Never setting foot in there.

3. Notting Hill Carnival

It’s become an annual thing for me, now. The past 3 years I’ve gone to Notting Hill Carnival, and really it’s all about celebrating my Caribbean roots and shaking my butt. 

The Notting Hill Carnival is an annual event that has taken place since 1966 on the streets of Notting Hill, and the Royal Borough of Kensington and Chelsea, London, England, each August over two days (the August bank holiday Monday and the preceding Sunday). It is led by members of the British West Indian community, and attracts around one million people annually, making it one of the world’s largest street festivals, and a significant event in British culture. – Wikipedia

Despite the massive amount of people, and being crushed all the time, it can still be pretty fun. Except for the part when men think it’s okay to grab you and call you ‘Jamaican spice’. Ah, fuck off. Love me a bit of jerk chicken and dumpling, though. :3


4. Ping Pong @ Bounce

Mutay’s birthday actually fell on the day of Notting Hill, a bank holiday, so we spent the majority of the day there and then ended up in a random Mexican restaurant drinking frozen daiquiris at the end of the night.

One night after work, I met up with Mutay and two other friends to play ping pong at Bounce, located in Holborn. Such a fun night! Despite having to wait until midnight for a table, it was worth the wait and we ended up playing randomly with these guys who joined our table. 

The music was popping, and the drinks were really good. We also had pizza: Smoked mozzarella, rocket leaves, smoked garlic & speck ham. 

Bounce is Europe's largest purpose built 'Social Ping Pong Club'

Bounce is Europe’s largest purpose built ‘Social Ping Pong Club’

Ladies’ Delight No.2 -- Tanqueray gin, passionfruit & cloudy apple juice, vanilla syrup & lemon juice

Ladies’ Delight No.2 — Tanqueray gin, passionfruit & cloudy apple juice, vanilla syrup & lemon juice


multitasking ?

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Would definitely visit again! It’s actually a great way to work out and also get pelted by small balls. Heh.

Other things

  • One of my friends actually came to my house the morning of my birthday and got me this awesome Sherlock card
  • I bought Mutay volume #7 of Invincible Iron Man, which features Riri Williams, a 15-year-old, black, genius MIT engineering student — who will the next Iron Man ?
  • I’ve still got the holiday blues, BUT I will be in Paris later on this month. Woo!

How was August for you?

I’m back from Barcelona with a wicked tan and a penchant for saying “Hola!” and “Gracias!”, all the time.

Dear Barcelona,

When I visited you two years ago, you took my heart. I vowed I would return, and whilst it took me two years to make it back – I did. You didn’t disappoint.

From your astonishing views to your chilled out vibes and amazing weather, everything about you is a hundred and ten percent perfect.

I didn’t want to leave, but alas it is back to reality for me. It won’t be long til I’ll be back. Adiós.


We almost missed our coach to the airport, and the panic almost settled in but we remained relaxed and calm. Thankfully, bag drop wasn’t too long and we managed to grab something from Pret before we got to our gate. I’ve never flown from London Luton Airport before, but it is so out of the way. 

We didn’t really spend the whole day in Barcelona because we arrived in the evening, but as soon as we had settled in the hotel – showered, readjusted wig, ordered room service, etc. etc. – we headed out. Our hotel was located 5 minutes away from Bogatell beach, so we headed in that general direction.

There were a bunch of restaurants lined along the beach, and so we headed over to El Chiringuito where there was good music and even better cocktails. The waiter got really excited when he found out we were from London, and proceeded to explain that people from Spain LOVE London. ALSO, €5 for a 20 pack of cigarettes. WTF, SO CHEAP.

We also ended up finding Port Olímpic, where there were many shisha bars, tapas bars and clubs upon clubs. 2am in the morning and we were eating tapas (chicken wings and patatas bravas) and drinking cocktails. Freaking awesome way to start the holiday.


Breakfast was included in our booking with the hotel, but I’m sad to say it wasn’t all that. Nevertheless, food is food and we filled our bellies up before getting ready to head out to Park Güell.

Tip: You can purchase a Hola BCN! travel pass for either 2, 3, 4 or 5 days. You can make unlimited journeys all over Barcelona and the metropolitan area on public transport: metro, Montjuïc funicular and bus (TMB), local train (FGC), tram (TRAM) and regional train in Barcelona (Rodalies de Catalunya). 

Park Güell is probably one of the best parks I’ve visited, and honestly the exhausting hike up to the top is definitely worth it because the view is out of this world. You can go even higher, but I was wearing the wrong shoes that day. Next time. Next time.

Park Güell is the reflection of Gaudí’s artistic plenitude, which belongs to his naturalist phase (first decade of the 20th century). During this period, the architect perfected his personal style through inspiration from organic shapes. He put into practice a series of new structural solutions rooted in the analysis of geometry. – Wikipedia

We ended up walking for ages and were lost at one point, but it was all okay because Barcelona served us with some more amazing views. We found a random lift, which led us to a random little cafe called Els Colors de L’Eva where we stopped for ice creams.

Absolutely loved the graffiti I encountered in Barcelona, as well!

We ended our day at Bogatell Beach, where I promptly fell asleep as soon as I lay down on my beach towel. ?

The view from the top of Park Guell

The view from the top of Park Guell

We were lost at this point... but look at the views!

We were lost at this point… but look at the views!

No more dramas... ?

No more dramas… ?

No tinguis por, que mai no serem vells. Emigrarem d'arreu com els ocells cap on la parla és solament un mot. / Don't be afraid, we'll never be old. Like birds migrating over to where the speech is just a word.

No tinguis por, que mai no serem vells. Emigrarem d’arreu com els ocells cap on la parla és solament un mot. / Don’t be afraid, we’ll never be old. Like birds migrating over to where the speech is just a word.


Our friend, Tilly, arrived the previous night and we were meant to go out but we were absolutely knackered. The real touristing started this day.

tourist life ?

tourist life ?

Our first stop was Catedral de Barcelona, an absolutely beautifully built cathedral located in the Barri Gòtic (Gothic Quarter). We didn’t go in because 1) the line was really long and 2) it was hella hot, but we appreciated it from the outside. I was impressed by its architecture and I will definitely have to go inside when I go back.

We also found El Món Neix en Cada Besada (The World Begins With Every Kiss), a photo mosaic designed by Joan Fontcuberta using images snapped by local residents.

The mural, which measures 8m x 3.8m, was installed in 2014 as part of Barcelona’s Tricentenary celebrations commemorating the fall of Barcelona during The War of The Spanish Succession.

The mural, which measures 8m x 3.8m, was installed in 2014 as part of Barcelona’s Tricentenary celebrations commemorating the fall of Barcelona during The War of The Spanish Succession.

We then wandered around the Barri Gòtic, exploring all the alleyways and little shops with their wares on offer. The architecture is mainly in Baroque or Romanesque style, and there is so much to take in everywhere you walk. It’s amazing. 

Fun fact: we stopped off at a rent-a-bike place where I tried a motorised scooter and proceeded to embarrass myself by crashing into all the bikes lined up against the wall. Please believe I scarpered SO fast after repeatedly saying, “Lo siento! Lo siento!” [1. I’m sorry in Spanish] to the man. ?

Sangria pit stop at Tasca el Corral was much needed at this point. Had to get my bearings after all the shenanigans, and to figure out where we were to go next.

It still amazes me that they are still building the Sagrada Família. Seriously, construction has be ongoing since 1882 and they have an expected finish date of 2026. Still, it is a magnificent building and seriously awe inspiring. All of Gaudi’s designs are something else, and so much more better in person than any photo could ever show. We also visited Casa Batlló and Casa Milà, which are both located very close to each other in Passeig de Gràcia.

The Basílica i Temple Expiatori de la Sagrada Familia is a large Roman Catholic church in Barcelona.

The Basílica i Temple Expiatori de la Sagrada Familia is a large Roman Catholic church in Barcelona.

Casa Batlló is a renowned building located in the centre of Barcelona and is one of Antoni Gaudí’s masterpieces.

Casa Batlló is a renowned building located in the centre of Barcelona and is one of Antoni Gaudí’s masterpieces.

Casa Mila was the last civil work designed by architect Antoni Gaudí, and was built from 1906 to 1912.

Casa Mila was the last civil work designed by architect Antoni Gaudí, and was built from 1906 to 1912.

We headed back to our hotel, to get ready to go the beach (again!). After suntanning forever, we dined at Xiringuito Vai Moana. I tried the typical Catalan bread with tomato and extra virgin olive oil, and George’s BBQ wings – very delicious! For my main I had a pulled pork sandwich; the pork was slow cooked at a low temperature and had coleslaw as well as crisps as a side. Yum, yum, yum. I would definitely recommend their frozen margaritas, too.

Our plan was to go out on the town, but after being trapped by a random promoter on the street, we ended up paying €20 for 2 beers and 1 shot (or 1 mixer and 1 shot) and entry into different nightclubs. Never get trapped, guys. We were promised VIP travel to the nightclubs, but ended up walking for 15 minutes before we even got to the coach. The coach was hella fun, I can’t lie, because everyone was singing and SO drunk. Ha. We got into a nightclub called Shoko, which I vaguely remember being in last time I visited Barca but I was so drunk last time, and oh God. Not great. Not great, at all. Maybe if I were more drunk?

We didn’t even bother going to the other clubs and ended up going back to the hotel, instead.


This turned out to be a beach day. We woke up early, and after breakfast headed over to the beach. It was already quite packed by the time we got there, but we paid €8 for a deck chair (no umbrella, son, because I’m trying to be DARK outchea), and we even had drink service. Ladies of leisure, I’m telling ya. All you really need in life is a beach, a good book, good weather and gorgeous men in your line of sight. ? I particularly love how the women do not give two sh*ts, and walk around with no bikini top. I wish I had that confidence!

After spending half of the day at the beach, we headed back to the hotel to relax a bit before heading out to Telefèric de Montjuïc, a cable car ride. A round trip ticket is €12, and it is a great way to see the city from up high. The Telefèric also takes riders to the Castell de Montjuïc, an old military fortress, with roots dating back from 1640, currently serving as a Barcelona municipal facility.

Telefèric de Montjuïc

Telefèric de Montjuïc



I think you guys already know how I feel about views...

I think you guys already know how I feel about views…

For dinner, we ended up in Plaça Reial, a square in the Barri Gòtic where there a number of restaurants and nightclubs. There was also street entertainment in the form of sexy Brazilian men doing gymnast moves – fucking great ? We ate at Ocaña, a Mexican restaurant, where I ordered tortilla chips and guacamole, patatas bravas with aioli sauce, and chicken tinga tacos. Everything was washed down with sangria, of course.

We then trekked all the way Calle Aribau for Dry Martini, a cocktail bar recommended by Time Out. Although it was pricey the interior is so chic and sophisticated. The drink I had – Drive Me Crazy (Bacardi 8, Passion Fruit, Lemon, Vanilla, Cordon Negro Freixenet) – was absolutely gorgeous, and beautifully presented. Very James Bond-esque.

We then headed to Port Olímpic in search of shisha. What a woozy way to end the night.


I am ashamed to admit we didn’t leave the hotel until 3:45pm. By this time, we were absolutely hangry so we went to Timesburg, a gourmet burger place located right near our hotel. I will definitely be writing about this place for the Food Diaries because it was one of the best burgers I’ve ever had. I ordered the Kobe burger; 200g wagyu beef, arugula, tomatoes, asiago cheese, caramelised onions and Timesburg mayonnaise. GORGEOUS. I also ordered a portion of chips, which ended up way too much. 

We then headed over to La Boqueria Market, one of Europe’s largest and most famous food markets. It’s located right on Las Ramblas, and therefore tourist central but all the noisiest and messiness of it all adds to the authenticity. 

source: jumpwhenisay

I absolutely love public markets, and it was fun seeing all the sellers and different things that were on sale. It is so colourful and smelly and overwhelming, and definitely a place you need to visit if you ever go to Barcelona!

We then headed toward the beach near the Hotel W. When I am rich and/or have a sugar daddy, I am staying at the Hotel W because it is one of the nicest hotels I’ve ever seen. The beach we ended up at wasn’t great, but I managed to grab some Headspace and also be amused by a man selling doughnuts. He promised us that we would chase after him for his doughnuts. Lol.

palm trees

palm trees

We were only there for a few hours, but actually ended up going inside the hotel and found out that we could chill by the poolside even though we weren’t guests. We rushed back to the hotel to get ready and then headed back out.

Best. Night. Ever.

Hotel W actually has a nightclub 26 floors above Barcelona and it was simply amazing. We did some pre drinking before hand, but we didn’t buy anything in the club because we were too busy dancing our asses off. It’s free to get in and the DJ was absolutely amazing.

We didn’t get home until 4am. The security guard at the hotel was very gracious about it all.


We did not even make it to breakfast. 

Absolutely shattered that day. We headed back to the Barri Gòtic to find some food because we were hangry again. Thanks to Yelp, we found a spot called Allium where the food was good and waiters were hella cute. 

Again, I ordered Catalan bread with tomato and olive oil and patatas bravas (the amount of patatas bravas I ate on this trip…). For my main I had roast pork with candied vegetables, which was drizzled in this amazing sauce. The waiter was very accommodating also, because Tilly wanted paella but it said minimum two people. As I’m allergic to seafood, and Mutay doesn’t eat seafood, it would only be her who would be eating it. Thankfully, the waiter spoke to the chef who agreed to make a single portion for Tilly. Love service like that! We also the best sangria ever at this place!

Loved it so much that we did this. ?

We then did a detour and ended up going on a boat trip on Las Golondrinas. A 40 minute trip and only €7.40, it is quite a basic boat trip – so no audio or anything like that. Still, it’s a lovely way to relax especially if you’ve been walking around loads – hence why I fell asleep on the trip, ahahha.

take a picture of the professional picture so you don't have to pay €10, lol

take a picture of the professional picture so you don’t have to pay €10, lol

We attempted to rent bikes, again, but there was all sorts of palava including needing a credit card for deposit, ID and all sorts, so we ended up leaving it. We did find a Chicken Shop & Dirty Burger, a restaurant we have in London as well, where they were doing €4 cocktails. I ended up getting a quarter chicken and two cocktails: Tommy’s Margarita; Tequila, lime, agave, nectar and Lilly the Pink; Bacardi gold, manzanilla sherry, strawberry sugar syrup lemon, prosecco. So good!

We were meant to go to the beach, but the previous night had literally shattered us so we ended up heading back to the hotel, instead. We vowed to head back to Hotel W for round 2 at the club, but that didn’t happen either – think I’m getting too old, guys.

We ended up eating McDonald’s in the hotel room, LOL.


LAST DAY. *insert tears of anguish here*

Again, we spent the morning on the beach and then headed out to Maremagnum, a shopping centre close to Barcelona Port. We paid extra for late checkout, so we weren’t rushing around. We didn’t do much on our last day, and our flight was at 6:40 in the evening. I literally spent most of the day lamenting about how the holiday had gone by too quickly, and can I just say I lost my passport and stay forever.

For sure I know I will be back. The first time I visited, I fell completely in love and it happened all over again the second time I visited. I feel I need to make Barcelona an annual thing, because honestly a piece of my heart is firmly planted in that country.

no se preocupe, voy a estar de vuelta. amo demasiado como para dejar para siempre. / don't worry, i will be back. i love you too much to leave forever.

no se preocupe, voy a estar de vuelta. amo demasiado como para dejar para siempre. / don’t worry, i will be back. i love you too much to leave forever.

Let’s take it international!

Last year, I had the fortune to go to Barcelona for a couple of days with some friends. Whilst there I experienced some of the nicest food, ever. From churros to the tastiest bubblegum ice cream, I was in food heaven all the time. I will never forget, however, the burger I had at Makamaka Beach Burger Cafe.

Boasting ‘¡Burgers y Besos!’, the food was so delicious. Located right near the beach, it’s a nice spot to chill after lounging about all day doing nothing.

Now, I’m not saying that you have to trek halfway across the world for a burger, but you might want to give it a think over. 😛

We did have to wait quite a while for a table, but that was to be expected as it was very popular with the locals and the tourists. We were seated at a tiny table with rickety chairs, but for some reason, I didn’t mind. It added to the feel and made it, I guess, a bit more authentic. It was like you were chilling in your garden on that chair you’ve had for years, but you don’t want to give up just yet.

Besides, the food definitely made up for the seating situation. There was so much to choose; from burgers (obviously) to salads to their amazing sounding desserts.


After a long decision and lots of debating on everybody’s part, I finally decided on the Big Maka. In long: The Ultimate Beach Burger! 200 grammes of beef, grilled peppers, bacon, caramelised onion, gruyere cheese, & bbq sauce.

One word: supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.


My tummy is rumbling just thinking about this burger. Just looking at the picture is making me drool. I could definitely do with one of these right about now. It was an explosion of tastes in my mouth. It was gorgeous. It was everything.

Don’t even get me started on their homemade fries… we went for their garlic and parmesan fries with garlic, rosemary, thyme and parmesan cheese. Heavenly.

That bread? All of the yeses.

If… no, when I go back to Barcelona I am definitely heading back to Makamaka. Can you blame me?

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Contrary to popular belief, I have not stumbled down a rabbit hole and disappeared off to Wonderland (although, that would be lovely). No, alas, I have just been procrastinating with my blogging, again, and as such the Leibster award post is still to be posted.

Am sorry, but not really.

So… Christmas season. It’s meant to be full of joy and warmth, and it is but it also comes with an ounce of stress. The stress of buying Christmas presents, wondering where the feck 2014 went?

This has been on my mind for the past week… Where has 2014 gone? I could have sworn that it was only yesterday when I went on holiday to Barcelona, but that was in June! Man. I wanted to set some 2015 goals, but the only thing that I really want to achieve in 2015 is travelling.

If anything, I really want to achieve this:

In all seriousness, I have some pretty big travelling plans coming up in 2015. You’ll have to keep an eye on the blog, if any of you still even read this.

This past year has been up and down with mostly ups, I’m glad to say. The scramble to get up the last post of the year is real! I really hope that I’ll be able to blog more in the upcoming month – I have missed it, I’m not going to lie.

It’s just that with nothing exciting happening, I don’t really see the point in forcing a post. I’m pretty sure you can just follow me on Twitter if you want to know more about my mundane life (it still includes watching way too much TV).

I also need to revise my writing goals for 2015. I really need to crack my knuckles and get to it because I haven’t written anything properly in ages. As I mentioned in a previous post, I would love to do a postgraduate degree in Creative Writing, so I really need to brush up on my skills and start creating a portfolio of some sort.

So much to do, so little time.

I hope all my fellow bloggers had a merry Christmas or if you don’t celebrate, then happy holidays.

Here’s looking forward and wishing the best of luck for the New Year. God knows I need it.

Barcelona in one sentence: sun, sea and alcohol.

Well, maybe not so much sun because it was pretty cloudy when we went. My friends were complaining that it was too hot, but as someone who’s been to the Philippines many times it was like water off a duck’s back for me. Nevertheless, I have an interesting tan line on my butt to show for it.

Barcelona is amazing. It’s so amazing that I’m going back in September with Mutay. I haven’t booked anything, yet, but the passion to go back is so ridiculous. Alas, I’m stuck in an office being jealous of my colleague who’s going to China in August. (I’ve already put in my order for a shot glass from China. I’ve decided that’s the thing I’m going to collect when I travel or when my friend’s go away. I already have shot glasses from Prague, Barcelona and Malia)

Barcelona was a learning experience for me, even though I never intended it to be. It has made me realise my passion for the Spanish language, how much I want to meet new people and how good weather definitely affects how you feel in life. (By the way, life is great)

Interesting side note, I actually got stuck in Barcelona because of the French air strike. France weren’t letting anyone fly over their country, so our flight which was meant to be at 2.35PM was cancelled. However, thanks to my level head, I was able to rebook our flights for the next morning.

This did mean that I had to sleep on the hard floor of the airport, but I thought of it as an adventure. I even spoke to a few people whilst my friend’s were sleeping, so that was pretty cool as well. Making friends, FTW.

It’s kind of difficult for me to write about how much fun I had in Barcelona without bragging, and I hate a humblebrag. Even though I do it sometimes without realising. The irony.

Top places to visit/see

  1. La Rambla
  2. Park Güell
  3. Sagrada Família
  4. Bar Piranya
  5. Makamaka – Beach Burger Cafe
  6. Futbol Club Barcelona
  7. Port Vell

It’s really one long beach, but they all have different names. On our last night, we found out it was Summer Solstice, so the hostel we were staying at took us all down to Marbella beach. Summary: sea, sand, American accents, fireworks, tiki torches, dancing, bonfires, gypsy dancing, and lots and lots of beer.

I think you’ll see why I want to go back when you see these pictures. There’s more, but that would be a whole post by itself.

Don’t worry, Barcelona. I’ll be back.