So it has been awhile since I last updated my blog. This is not by choice it is just lack of free time. I am taking a astronomy class during my summer in Madrid and it is a lot of work so between that and traveling… no time for blog updates. So here is a long one.
Last weekend my roommates Gina and Chelsea and I went to Algarve, Portugal for the weekend. I could not have asked for a more relaxing serene place to spend my weekend. We stayed at a hotel that was right around the corner from the beach. The town was small and populated by mainly hotels and what seemed to be vacation villas, however it is not summer in Portugal yet so it was not very lively the weekend we went.
Our first day we spent lying on the beach, and the next we took a boat cruise to see the grottos. The water was abnormally rough and many people including Gina became extremely seasick. I jumped off the boat into the deep ocean that impressed myself since my insane fear of sharks usually keeps me from going out above my hips. The water felt amazing and the grottos were gorgeous.
The next day we got up early spent most of the day on the beach and then took a shuttle to the airport. Our flight was delayed 3 hours and we did not end up getting home until about 2:30 in the morning, leaving us all exhausted for our classes starting just hours later.
The week consisted of more exploring of Madrid, trying new foods and just loving being abroad.
This weekend we went to Barcelona, which is where I am writing this blog post from; well not Barcelona itself but the bus on my way home from there.
I almost didn’t think I was going to make it here however. One of my roommates birthdays was Thursday so we went and celebrated that night, deciding we wanted to just stay up all night until our bus at 6:30 Friday morning so we could sleep the 8 hour bus ride away. However when we all got home we fell asleep and by some “luck” I woke up at 6:20. Leaving all of us 10 minutes to get up grab a cab and make it to campus (a 10 minute cab ride away.) And again by some “luck” we made it. The ride ended up taking about 10 hours and the bus felt 100 degrees every time I woke up from a nap. It was not a pleasant ride.
But Barcelona was worth the ride. It was a beautiful city and I must say I am extremely jealous of there beach literally on the edge of the city. I will say however I do like Madrid much more than Barcelona and I am happy to be going “home.”
Now time for more Madrid exploring and the Canary Islands to do some sky observing next weekend.
Hasta Pronto! -Britt