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Getting to Barcalona

Once again I apologize for the month and a half hiatus. Between traveling and getting coursework essays complete blogging just wasn’t happening. Now that I have a month off for Easter Holiday expect updates about twice a week.  This month will consist of blogs from Barcelona, London, and welcoming Spring =)

Getting to Barcelona we (Allison, Sam, and Chris all people from the States) took just about every form of transportation. We left the house at 10:30 AM. Went to town took the high speed train from Canterbury West to London St. Pancras. Its about an hour train ride. Once we arrived in London we had about an hour to kill so we got some lunch. While eating we realized that none of us had contacted our banks informing them that we were leaving England. Luckily I had brought my UK calling card and we managed to all get in touch with our banks back  home by the time we arrived at the Luton airport. That was an hour and half train ride. Then a shuttle bus took us to the actual airport. We checked in 2 hours early, made it through security, and took a 25 minute walk to our gate which was very surprising considering the size of Luton Airport. Then we waited as the only 4 people in the gate area and entertained ourselves for the next hour. Once the gate was posted on the LCD screens we noticed people coming in basically a herd to the gate. Turns out that no one knows the gate until it is displayed, however the kind lady that checked us in gave us the gate number so we were there very early and managed to be one of the first people in line to board the plane. Ryanair does not have assigned seating so we got lucky that we were some of the first people in line and got seats together.

It was a two hour plane ride to Girona airport which is outside of Barcelona.  We had to get a bus from the Girona  Airport to Barcelona which took an hour and fifteen minutes. The bus ride was rather interesting being that were chanting men. About every 10-25 they would chant something about football (not American football). It was about 10PM when we arrived at the bus station in Barcelona and had some trouble finding where the taxis were parked but we found them. Sam had printed off Colin’s address (Chris’s roommate from school at home) who we were staying with. She was our only hope of getting from point A to point B with her little bit of Spanish. The taxi driver was really nice and a little perk was he played American music; I’ll talk more about that later. In Spain they drive on the right side of the road, literally, not the left. Forms of transportation that were utilized in 12 hours were, bus, train, taxi and airplane. The metro was used daily after that.


Location: London, Girona, Barcelona, Spain