So, here's a run down of my fall break.

Last Friday, Brad and I traveled for several hours, and we were exhausted by the time we got to Barcelona. We simply wanted to check into our hostel and grab some dinner. Finding the hostel was easy, but finding food proved to be more difficult. We found a small restaurant that seemed to have a ton of locals. Brad and I decide to try it. Once we walked in, we clearly stood out as Americans. The owner approached us and spoke to us in Spanish. Because neither Brad nor I speak Spanish, we tried to ask him if he spoke English. And now you see the problem. Two starving college students and one eager restaurant owner have a failure to communicate. He mimes the act of eating to us and we eagerly nod our heads. He shows us a table and immediately starts bringing out multiple courses of food. It was soooo good. There was fried fish, potatoes, and like a country fried ham. Although we couldn't tell the owner that his food was delicious, we just nodded, and he kept bringing more food. At the end of dinner, Brad and I were nervous that the bill would be like 100 Euro because we ate so much. It was only 20 euro. Awesome meal.

Saturday, it rained a lot. We went to the center of Barcelona and found this huge open-air market. There was candy, fruits, vegetables, fish, and different kinds of meats. I'm sure the fish had to be caught that morning... everything in the market seemed so fresh. After the market, we went to the Aquarium. It was kinda lame to be honest. One of our guide books said that we had the Barcelona Aquarium was the second largest in Europe. This was misleading, as the aquarium was tiny. Later that night, we went to a swank club called Elephant. It was fun, but we didn't get home until like 5 in the morning.

Finally, the last day we were there, we did lots of hiking. We saw multiple Gaudi buildings and climbed a mountain. At the top of this mountain was a castle. The castle is open to the public and we were able to walk around. After hours and hours of walking, we were famished. It seemed like we walked for an eternity just to find a restaurant. We finally decided to eat at a Hard Rock Cafe. I guess we just miss American food.

I'll write about Paris soon.