I know you are wondering if the bed treated us better than it did in Madrid…Well, as Interpol as my witness, it was really about the same. Who cares? First things first today…we battled this European washing machine. Please, please get a PHD before you try to operate
this thing. I know Kim blogged about how she figured it out, but she did not re-blog about how the cycle last for about 3 hrs, and really has no rhyme or reason to it. We are currently in the 7th drying cycle on the first load of clothing. Are you kidding me? I should be able to get a job here just to work th
rough their lack of efficiency. Sure the booklet says they are saving the environment, but for who? By the time the cycle is done, my kid’s kids won’t be alive. We drifted down the street to the newspaper shop, we found several cycling magazines!!! Then, off to the internet café. I plugged in and started…well, you know…I downloaded 7 episodes of THE OFFICE: season 3. Chris, PLEASE go check it out dude. I promise you are gonna love it. I’m speaking of my brother Chris Barber, who Kim and I had a long conversation about at lunch. We have decided that he has enough brain power to cure aids, but he still thinks a European vacation is worthless. We are determined to prove otherwise to him by these blogs…oh yes, lunch…well for me, my second hand at paella. That stuff is dynamite! Seriously, I’ve been here 1.5 days and had it twice…bueno. We started on our first walking tour after that. We saw where the millionaires keep their boats. This obviously reminds me of the Big Pimpin video by JayZ. *Wa-wa-wa-waaa-wano-wamp* that’s the sound on the song. Yes, I saw the video, but do not suggest nor endorse it. We strolled on down to the beachish area. Very very nice. Right after this we decided (this was not a fast nor pretty decision…it in fact involved nasty words, mean looks, pointing, my bad attitude, hugging, kissing, and making up) that bikes RULE in Barcelona. They have their own bike lanes. I’m not talking about the regular bike lanes with the whole “share the road” bit. I’m talking about their own little highway which exits and what not. HA, no joke…seriously. So anyways, w
e high-fived and decided to get bikes tomorrow after the bike tour (I promised not to race anyone and to not wear my cycling shoes). We found a large wooden lobster and took a whole lotta pictures as if he were attacking us. Small minds are amused by small things. After a small café break(you knew it was about that time for me, check out the size of coffee they give me and they gave kim...we didn't even ask for it that way), we proceeded back home for a bathroom(el bano) break. Wait, wait, before the bathroom break, and after Kim got mini cafe, we were treated to a visit from the king & queen. Oh ya, giant puppet versions came parading down the calle(street). Awesome! After a dance off (yes, and I think for the first time I lost) to some Kanye West’s Barry Bonds & Gnarles Barkleys Go Go Gadget Gospel, we headed back out to find a coffee pot. But they are really cool here…not like the electric kind, but the old school kind that make like 1.5 cups on the stove. Cool. But first, how about a little shopping? Since I forgot my sunglass
es, I went ahead a picked up a Dell Milan approved pair. Seriously, Dell, y
ou would approve. They were cheap; but, I’m sure you already knew that. After which, we attempted to do some shopping, but stopped after we realized that even though the folks are a peg down on the style factor here compared to Madrid, they still have the highest prices. We’ll find somewhere…maybe. I’ll bring back tight jeans and Chuck Taylors for everyone (that includes you Andy King). We raced to the supermarket, grabbed more chips (I’m going through them like Gerber Baby food through an infants digestive track), the coffee pot, aahhh more food. So, good night, and oh yes, sign of the day: “Bike Parking”
this thing. I know Kim blogged about how she figured it out, but she did not re-blog about how the cycle last for about 3 hrs, and really has no rhyme or reason to it. We are currently in the 7th drying cycle on the first load of clothing. Are you kidding me? I should be able to get a job here just to work th
rough their lack of efficiency. Sure the booklet says they are saving the environment, but for who? By the time the cycle is done, my kid’s kids won’t be alive. We drifted down the street to the newspaper shop, we found several cycling magazines!!! Then, off to the internet café. I plugged in and started…well, you know…I downloaded 7 episodes of THE OFFICE: season 3. Chris, PLEASE go check it out dude. I promise you are gonna love it. I’m speaking of my brother Chris Barber, who Kim and I had a long conversation about at lunch. We have decided that he has enough brain power to cure aids, but he still thinks a European vacation is worthless. We are determined to prove otherwise to him by these blogs…oh yes, lunch…well for me, my second hand at paella. That stuff is dynamite! Seriously, I’ve been here 1.5 days and had it twice…bueno. We started on our first walking tour after that. We saw where the millionaires keep their boats. This obviously reminds me of the Big Pimpin video by JayZ. *Wa-wa-wa-waaa-wano-wamp* that’s the sound on the song. Yes, I saw the video, but do not suggest nor endorse it. We strolled on down to the beachish area. Very very nice. Right after this we decided (this was not a fast nor pretty decision…it in fact involved nasty words, mean looks, pointing, my bad attitude, hugging, kissing, and making up) that bikes RULE in Barcelona. They have their own bike lanes. I’m not talking about the regular bike lanes with the whole “share the road” bit. I’m talking about their own little highway which exits and what not. HA, no joke…seriously. So anyways, w
e high-fived and decided to get bikes tomorrow after the bike tour (I promised not to race anyone and to not wear my cycling shoes). We found a large wooden lobster and took a whole lotta pictures as if he were attacking us. Small minds are amused by small things. After a small café break(you knew it was about that time for me, check out the size of coffee they give me and they gave kim...we didn't even ask for it that way), we proceeded back home for a bathroom(el bano) break. Wait, wait, before the bathroom break, and after Kim got mini cafe, we were treated to a visit from the king & queen. Oh ya, giant puppet versions came parading down the calle(street). Awesome! After a dance off (yes, and I think for the first time I lost) to some Kanye West’s Barry Bonds & Gnarles Barkleys Go Go Gadget Gospel, we headed back out to find a coffee pot. But they are really cool here…not like the electric kind, but the old school kind that make like 1.5 cups on the stove. Cool. But first, how about a little shopping? Since I forgot my sunglass
es, I went ahead a picked up a Dell Milan approved pair. Seriously, Dell, y
ou would approve. They were cheap; but, I’m sure you already knew that. After which, we attempted to do some shopping, but stopped after we realized that even though the folks are a peg down on the style factor here compared to Madrid, they still have the highest prices. We’ll find somewhere…maybe. I’ll bring back tight jeans and Chuck Taylors for everyone (that includes you Andy King). We raced to the supermarket, grabbed more chips (I’m going through them like Gerber Baby food through an infants digestive track), the coffee pot, aahhh more food. So, good night, and oh yes, sign of the day: “Bike Parking”
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