Well, Thursday arrived and we said our goodbyes to Sorrento, but we were ready to say hello to Spain, and equally excited to add a member to our travels. When we landed in Barcelona, we would be reacquainted with Kaitlyn for the rest of break.
After Sarah's stolen fork almost got us stranded in Naples airport (the only reason people even go to Naples is to land a plane and hop on a train to somewhere else), two hours or flying, and a round of applause for a very rough landing, we arrived. The sun was shining and we were in Spain, about to see Kaitlyn: what could go wrong? Note to self: never, ever ask that question. We waited for about half an hour at baggage claim for Kaitlyn. We then realized no flights from Munich would be arriving until 2 hours later. So, we decided it would be best to split up: Me, Lauren, and LaRae went to the city center to find our apartment, and Katie and Sarah waited for Kaitlyn's flight. If she wasn't there by 6:10, they would take the bus and meet us there. The bus dropped us off in the heart of Barcelona. I sure did miss the big city feel, and the fact that it was in Spain made it that much better. Surrounded by classy-dressed Spaniards, fountains, the sun going down, and the smell of tapas (whatever those are), we sought out our apartment. We asked for directions from 3 different people and found the street of our apartment. However, our apartment number was no where to be found. Because I booked this place, I instantly felt stressed: what if I booked a scam and we had no place to stay? After wandering for about 45 minutes, we went to a hotel and asked to use their computer/phone to contact the apartment. Good news: it wasn't a scam and I had the codes to get into the building. Bad news: I still couldn't find our apartment number. 20 minutes later, a local pointed out to us that we had passed the door a few times. Feeling a bit ridiculous, we entered the code and settled.
More good news: we had wifi. More bad news: Kaitlyn wasn't coming. She had gone to the wrong airport in Munich (evidently it's a common mistake, so take note, especially if you're flying with Rynair), and wouldn't be able to make it to the right one in time. We then realized Sarah and Katie would have no clue because there was no Wifi in the airport. We also knew finding the apartment would be even harder for them because it would be dark, so we made our way to the main street to try and find them. After about 5 minutes, we started thinking we may not find them, but suddenly, LaRae spots our red-headed wonder and her sidekick Katie on a bus going the opposite way. We took off sprinting, crossing streets, dodging traffic, and eventually caught up with them as they got off at their stop. Reunited never felt so right!
Hunger sat in shortly after the excitement of being back together wore off. We decided to try tapas. At this point, we still had no idea what they were, so we asked the waiter. He said we should order 4 and maybe later 2 or 3 more. Assuming they were glorified tacos, we took his advice. Much to our dismay, we were served very small, very expensive appetizers. After 2 tapas each, 3 shared ones, and one very large confusing bill, we left filling less than full, resulting in a bread and fruit binge when we arrived back in our apartment.
You know when you're watching TV and all the sudden the screen freezes and says "To be continued..." and you instantly hate the producers? Well, I am about to do that to you all in this blog. I am still behind on sleep and have my internship bright and early in the morning. So, to find out more about the adventures of my spring break crew in Barcelona, stay tuned!
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