Our adventure started out at JFK a.k.a The Saddest Airport in America. Instead of fixing the leaks in the ceiling they put tarps underneath to catch the water and connected hoses for draining, giving the airport a baby alien feeding chamber feel. (Although the end destination for the roof water was not posted for the curious visitor, I am fairly certain it got recycled into the water fountains. I did not drink the water.) Instead of fixing the air conditioning they opened a few doors. There were birds nesting and begging for food. The fast food joints were undermanned, turning them into sad, slow food. Burger King made me order 10 chicken tenders when I only wanted 6. They said to do otherwise was impossible. Because I hear starving kids in Africa appreciate our gluttony I downed every last one of them. I hope I don't get Sevened for it - this particular incident was no fault of mine. Then we sat on the runway for hours just as you would expect in New York. But eventually we took off and made it to Barcelona. We made it from the airport to the hostel without incident and haven't been pickpocketed yet. Eavesdropping on a plane conversation we were convinced it would happen in a matter of minutes. We have plenty of time left so I won't brag of our good fortune just yet.
After going back to the hostel and taking a little nap we went to get some dinner and sangria. The dinner was pathetic. We are beginning to think Spanish food is just not so great. BUT the sangria was quite tasty.
- Megan Leigh
And now I lay me down to sleep... Can't remember the rest. Just too tired and delirious to figure it out, much less go out with our hostel-mates at 12:30am. One of these nights we'll pretend to be young again, one of these nights...
Cat
5 comments:
What have you guys been eating in Spain that is so lame? Details, please!
Sevened! Ha! You are always thinking.
Wouldn't I do bad there. Well, it is 9:00 pm. Must get ready for bed. I'm guessing they just get started at 12:30am.
It will be fun hearing two different view points on your trip. Hope you both keep writing.
mom, what the heck? did you enter a time warp? it's not even 8 here! that means it's not even 7 there!
Oh, I was talking about those Spaniards that wanted them to go out at 12:30am.
It is exciting to get another new blogger on here! I like the 2 person point of view blogs - they are the best, I'm glad Cat was able to jump in here!
The pringles dinner photo on Facebook was just very sad. It is worse than when you go on vacation and someone insists you eat lunch at Hardees or dinner at Outback - some awful chain when you could be trying local foods!
Oh.... and we can't correct any of Janey's comments until after she moves. Her brain has passed capacity of keeping everything straight that she has to do. Plus she is living in a house that looks like aliens have taken over. I don't think she can process anymore. I couldn't. The entire house looking weird throws me everytime I walk in.
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