Sunday, October 31, 2010
Tres Weaks.
Gaudi Sagrada Familia.
Might not be finished in our lifetime.
Which in understandable when the construction even looks amazing.
The tour guides will tell ya.
Spanish brunch.
Think 1992. Bruce McAvaney.
Hekie Dreschter, jeeze thats a good sounding name.
Museum.
Sunday, October 17, 2010
NEW HOUSE. NEW WEEK. SAME GREAT PLACE.
New drinking hole.
Hill climbs are for chicks.
New park hang. Catcha Edinburgh Gardens!
Gaudi is a lord.
Poble Nou. New town,
No dice.
No money.
Just one lock = no bike.
Mmmmmm....fishy.
Visitors!!!!!!!
Empties.
Dirty dancing.
Week 2 Barcelona end.
Saturday, October 16, 2010
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Madrid/Valencia Mixed Up I Think-Barcelona Week Uno!
After returning from the place that shall not be named we discovered we weren't alone.
We had the bad food bug. First Yonny went down. And most were feeling a little average.
Night one...Bed bugs...again.
Then everyone went down with the food bug...except this guy!
15 Euro Drink. 5 is a deposit on the glass, the rest goes to half a bottle of vodka and some juice!
That destroyed me. The next 3 days was all this guy.
Madrid almost a write off except for art and minimal amounts of food!
Art.
Food Tapas Hall.
Art...Near Tapas Hall.
Food. Near art gallery.
Art at gallery near food.
Food. Near Art Gallery. 10 Euro 3 Course with drink. Very good mister Bond.
Art you can put food on.
Donuts..Great big chocolate donuts!!! Art.
Art-chitecture
Valencias Finest.
MAIN EVENTS
So we went to La Tomatina for the food fight.
Best thing we ever did.
Pretty boozy occasion for something that starts about 10 am.
We skipped the main crowd and went through some back alleys until we were on the other side.
PRIME REAL ESTATE. MAKE SHIFT GARAGE BARS EVERYWHERE.
First access to the tomatoes. Shit got hektic. Photos stolen due to camera protection squad.
Then after you stand out the front of some locals house and they hose you off.
BEST TIMES.
BULLFIGHTS
Matadors are pussies. They prance around in chicks clothes with their oversize hand fans.
Bulls are drugged and fed salt to wear them down.
Then stabbed by these guys.
Right near the beach....boyee!
BEST TIMES.
BULLFIGHTS
Matadors are pussies. They prance around in chicks clothes with their oversize hand fans.
Bulls are drugged and fed salt to wear them down.
Then stabbed by these guys.
Throw a couple shish kebabs in the back.
Then the biggest dushe of all prances around with the bull which is pretty much passed out.
Then with one final daring blow, after risking his life in front of a clearly rampant bull. Its stabbed through the spinal chord in the neck and dragged off to be cut up for dinner.
JULES AND STEPH WOULD WISH IT TO BE KNOWN THEY DID NOT ATTEND THE AHH.....FIGHT?
Stadium was nice.
LAST WEEK WITH THE PERTH LORDS
Barcelona has it all.
Marco..
His and hers.
In da clubs.
Miss those guys.
In da streets.
What you really want though is prime real estate.
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