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Barcelona Day Three

This is our last day in Barcelona. Boo. Parting is such sweet sorrow.

In the morning, we left our hostel to go walk to the cathedral and on our way, we randomly ran into a parade. It was the Parade of Giants. The really weird thing is that we had already seen some of the giants the other day when we randomly stopped by their exhibition. Several different groups made a couple of giants and had small little bands marching alongside playing instruments I had never seen before. It was really cool to randomly bump into something so fun. We watched to parade for a while and then made our way to the catherdral.

Giants   Band   Giuliangela   Angela

There were so many people at the Cathedral when we got there. While the parade was going on in the background, the main attraction was the local people doing a traditional dance in front of the Cathedral while an orchestra played on the steps. Apparently this tradition takes places every Sunday around noon. We went inside of the cathedral after the dancing was over. The cathedral is beautiful! We walked around admiring everything and then we lit a candle in front of Mary.

Dancing   Angela   Mary   Angela   Candles

After spending the morning doing what the Spainards do, we ate lunch at the Hard Rock CafĂ©. I’ve never been so excited about American food or chicken before in my life. We had a really nice lunch. There was a big group of Italian boys sitting next to us who we soon got to know. They were really nice so we decided to go for a walk down La Ramblas to the port with them before we departed for Rome. We had lots of fun watching them interact with various street performers and talking to them in Italian. I’m really impressed that I’m beginning to understand so much more Italian now than three weeks ago. I may not be able to speak fluently in Italian, but I can comprehend most of what I hear now. I’d like to send out a special thanks to the lovely Giuliangela for teaching me so much.

La Ramblas

We caught a taxi to the airport and began our journey back to Roma. Another interesting observation I’ve made about Barcelona is that their taxis are mercedes. I just don’t get it. Anyway, we got to the airport (the nicest airport I’ve ever been to), watched some Olympics while we waited for the plane, and then safely arrived in Rome ready to begin another week in the eternal city.

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