Everything Else
Everything Else
I’ve been waiting for it to hit me. Barcelona, the incredible city I’ve run off to to hide from all the boring parts of life that have been slowly becoming more and more necessary.
Hey Barcelona, Gossip Bitch here.
If there’s one thing I learned this past weekend it’s that a little bruising is good for the soul (and the stories). Here’s what the itinerary looked like
This week, yet again there are two buses leaving this sin-city. A chance to run away for a couple of days and escape alcoholism and parties… who wouldn’t take the chance?!
Post Ibiza, post Munich, post campsite plague.. is it time for a detox yet?! Not quite. Some of us are having a hard time getting a decent night’s sleep, and it’s not because we aren’t trying!
Monday morning. Why must you torture the poor inhabitants of the world, and especially Barcelona? It’s hard enough trying to piece together the happenings that transpired over the weekend.
Don’t get us wrong, winter’s alright. But there’s just a je ne sais quoi about spring that makes us all warm in the bowels of our bellies (that is the scientific term for one’s loins)
Bright and colourful aspects, sparkly, funky architecture, with enough greenery for garnish and enough spice for the perfect balance. Here’s a few options for ingesting and appreciating Barna.
