Barcelona is FIGHTING!

Well, I guess I'll write something, since Joe and Kris are still sleeping, I think, and I don't even know where Marilu is.

So yeah. We are in Barcelona. I love Barcelona. To pick up from where Kris left off:

When we finally got to the hostel at 7:30 pm instead of in the morning, we checked in and took quick showers before going to meet Dan and Karen (see previous post). This hostel is a little bizarre. It's actually just fine, except that the staff here is extremely disorganized. I don't think they really know what's going on and which beds are available in which room at any given time. The main guy who works here is very stand off-ish and doesn't seem to want anything to do with the hostel guests. I think he actually lives here or something. Maybe.

Anyway, we met up with Dan and Karen and went out to eat dinner on La Rambla, which is one of the main avenues in Barcelona. There are tons of those people who do random weird outdoor acts on the street in La Rambla, similar to the pantomime statues in other cities but weirder and more creative. So, while eating some food, seated in the outdoor section of a restaurant (which we later found out costs more than sitting inside) we saw a clown that kept doing silly things to those passing by (ex. he would throw confetti at a couple walking ahead of him and sing here comes the bride). Unfortunately for the clown, he ended up picking the wrong man to incorporate into his act. Some old man with a crutch got really really offended when the clown went up to him (I don't even know what he did to him because I was sitting with my back to him, but maybe the others can fill you in later.) The old man started cursing the clown out ("Hijo de puta! Hijo de puta! Perro!") and threatening to call the police. The clow managed to flee, and then the man started cursing out those dining out there for laughing. The waiters and a couple of other men tried to get him to leave. He started screaming at the waiters and threatening one of the men with his crutch. The other man then took the crutch away from him, I suppose for his own safety. But the man just kept screaming at everyone for a really really long time. It was quite bizarre. After that we went out to a bar with Karen and Dan. And then we went back to the hostel.

The next day we went to the beach and it was wonderful. At night we went out with our hostel, which organizes night outings. We went to what was supposedly the best club in Barcelona. I had a good time dancing. I don't think everyone enjoyed that club very much. There was some weird act with these women who may have been men in drag dancing and this one woman singing over the music phrases like "are you ready" and "free your mind." It was kind of obnoxious, or at least I found it to be so. Then they dropped confetti from the ceiling. Then we all lost each other. Then we all found each other. Then we took cabs back to the hostel.

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