Thursday was a holiday, so my host family set out early for camping. Since I had to work today, I couldn’t join them this weekend. Well, actually I could go today, but I decided to spend the weekend here.
Also, I decided I am officially a Catalonian because I am choosing to eat at the local meal times, and I woke up at 6:30 without an alarm clock today. I think my body is adjusting. I guess I’m not all the way there yet because I still like to wear a bathing suit top at the beach and I don’t love all things fish.
The best way to get work done.
The view from my 10th floor window at my internship.
My desk at the office.
A famous Gaudi designed-apartment building, Casa Batllo. Hopefully, we’ll get a chance to tour the inside sometime soon.
Shops and more shops along the beautiful tree-lined street.
Plaza de Catalunya
I packed a lunch and ate it here today. There are lots of pigeons, which the locals call flying rats (or something like that).
I just liked that this tree was growing oranges.
My host family told me that they call jeans “tejanos,” which is the word for “Texan,” but I didn’t realize it was quite this official. When I saw the sign in the store, it just made laugh.
It was a beautiful day to be out and about after work, but the streets were really crowded. The next time I go will not be a Friday afternoon, but then again, I actually don’t mind hearing all of the different languages and seeing the fashions of the multitude of tourists, so long as I hold my bag near and dear!