Safely in Barcelona!

I arrived this morning at my hostel in Barcelona!! My last few days in London were amazing. I left Debbie and went to stay with my cousin Kerri. Kerri has an flat right next to what is the London equivalent of 5th avenue. It's BEAUTIFUL. When I told my other English friends I was staying in Knightsbridge they all were very impressed that I managed to score a place to stay in the most expensive part of London. On saturday, Kerri and I did the touristy thing and went to the Tower of London. We got a tour from a yeoman (also known as a Beefeater) who was really entertaining. He told us the history of the tower and of all the people who were beheaded for treason in the there. Kerri and I then saw the crown jewels which are kept in the tower, and a collection of royal armour. We then had a picnic lunch on the grass over looking the Tower Bridge. It was such a nice afternoon.

Later that day I met my captain for the ultimate team I'm going to play for in Paganello, the biggest beach tournament in the world. I'm going to play for the Discuits (like biscuits, but with a d) which is a women's team based in the UK. The captain, Sarah was really nice and obviously an ultimate player. It was so cool to chat with her about ultimate and the tournament (this is her 8th Paganello) and she was really informative. The tournament is in Rimini beach, Italy over Easter weekend and I'm already excited.

I then had a night out with my friends from year course, Mark and Darren. We tried to get into this really swanky club and they weren't letting us in, mainly because we weren't paying 200 pounds for a table and because we had more boys than girls in our party. So stupid. So instead we went out to a bar for a drink and then caught the last tube back home.

Sunday, I spent the day pub hopping and watching football (soccer) with Kerri and her friends. It was such a fun day and I'm so lucky that I got to spend so much time with Kerri. She's like the older sister I never had.... cheesy, I know, but, it's so true.

I got up at 5:30 this morning to get to Heathrow airport for my 9:20 am flight to Barcelona. I managed to get my baggage and a cab to my hostel without any problems. My cab driver chatted to me about politics in Spanish the whole way to the hostel. He's not a huge fan of the immigrants who are coming in to Spain. This obviously interested me because I plan on doing research this summer about Spain's controversial immigration policies.

So that's it. I think I'm gonna hang out with Jorge, my resident director, and find myself something to eat. I'm starving. Bye!