Oh my Oh my

Yes, I'm far behind, and the hate mail has been sent in. Much appreciated.

Belgrade, well, that was slightly special. I can't remember much about it, but mostly because it was quite boring, and their baklava was the pits. We went to a big, but not pretty, fruit market for eggplant, and then we walked around the old fortress. Luckily, the owners of the hostel made us coffee with two pieces of Turkish Delight. I did get to learn a lot about my susceptability to bias, because I couldn't bring myself to like the city or the country as much as I liked Bosnia. The people were still very sweet, exceptionally wonderful actually. But there were bonafide shanty towns, and they needed serious garbage details to clean up their streets.

After that I took a flight to Barcelona via London. My luggage was delayed in transport (of course) and I got lost on the transit system on my way to the hostel (which, by the way, was the fault of the tourist board) but the locals pointed me in the right direction. After getting on the right transit line, I hiked up the hill to the hostel, and hated every moment of not having packed soap or a towel into my carry on so that I could take a shower.

For the next two days, I read a book and partook in hiking the conservation area (my hostel was quite far out of town). I also had a shower when my luggage was delivered less than 24 hours later. I know it's an inconvenience, but the airline did the best they could which was amaing.

After that Bonnie and Erin arrived!! It was all very wonderful, until of course they went to bed to get over the jet lag. And Erin had the plague. We stayed in an apartment on the Ramblas which is a perfect location. The bedrooms were far away from the street side, which still didn't stop the party noise from getting in. Barcelona was incredible, however I think the making point of the city is the Guadi architecture. We went to see the Sagrada Familia, and we walked past a few of his houses. One day we spent picnicking in his elitest park.

I think the best part of Erin and Bonnie arriving was a return to the femininity for me. We bought me a new pair of pants so that I could stop looking like a trail guide, and they let me use their make up. Then Erin donated a few sweaters to my cause. I think the one thing that's been killing me the entierty of this trip has been the lack of feeling like not only an individual, but a woman. So it was simply wonderful to be girly again.

They also spoiled me silly by buying a dinner that included multiple bottles of wine. It was my first hangover since the Polish Vodka incident. I was painfully overdue. It doesn't help that we've not paid more than 2€ for a bottle of wine from the grocery stores. In return I bought crazy good chocolate concocsions from a chocolate artist type store. I feel there should be more chocolate artists, also that chocolate should be calorie free for the benefit of all.

I leave you for now because one of said bottles of wine has been opened and I've been beckoned.

I apologise for my atrocious spelling.