Once we arrived in Palma, Mallorca, we had to take a bus to Plaza España to transfer to another bus to take us to our hostel. Well...being unfamilar with the trasportation system, we got on the right bus going the wrong way. We rode the bus all the way to the end of the line, where it stopped, the bus driver got off and locked us on the bus!!! So here we are, on the ourskirts of Palma, completely out of our way, locked on a bus. Awesome. After about 10 minutes, the bus driver returned, let more people on and continued on our way, this time in the right direction. We finally arrived at our hostel about an hour later because it was located at the last stop at the other end of the line. So what should have been a 25 minute ride from the airport to our hostel, turned into a 2 hour trip! I guess it wasn't so bad, because when we arrived at the hostel, our room wasnt ready anyway.
We walked around a bit, got some ice cream, por supuesto, and returned to our hostel about an hour later to get our room. We then changed into our suits and headed to la playa! The beach was glorious; just the thing we needed. We took a little siesta. While I was napping, I felt a little drip on my head...I thought, "Is it raining?" No...it wasn't raining. Just a bird overhead...
I heard that getting pooped on by a bird is good luck, but I'm not really sure about pee. However, getting peed on TWICE has got to mean something. Yes, you read that right. About 30 minutes later, I felt another drip...another bird. Gross. We headed back to hostel, got some tapas & sangria, and headed to bed.
Saturday, we slept in, which was amazing. Something I haven't done in a long time. Then we decided to take an old vintage train to a small port town called Soller. The train was so cute and it went through the mountains which was so beautiful. We arrived to Soller around convienently around lunch time. Perfect. I treated myself to some pealla...I just can't get enough! Me lo encanta! And, of course, after lunch we found an ice cream place and got ice cream otra vez :)
Then, we hopped on a tram that took us down to the port. It was absolutely breath-taking! Pictures do not even do it justice. We found some beach chairs and plopped ourselves down on the beach. Total relaxation! Unfortunately, we could not stay there all day. We had to catch a train back to our hostel. We finished our night by getting drunk in our hostel while listening to Brittany Spears and Baby Got Back....hahaha. Just kidding...or am I?
The next morning at the airport consisted of NOT seedless grapes, and trying to figure out what was in these boxes that EVERYONE was bringing back with them from Mallorca. We obviously did not get the memo.
When we arrived home to Barcelona, we were greeted by our textbooks. They were so happy to see us, however the feeling was not mutual. Our señora suprised us with chocolate in bed though as a bust to our studying! It was nice. My favorite part of the night was when we were eating dinner and our señora asked us if we liked to eat "nata." We didn't know what it meant, so Laura looked it up on the computer. The online dictionary said "nata" meant "scum." So she asked us again..."Te gusta scum?" HAHAHA Brittany and I started cracking up. We said no!! But we found out later that "nata" means "whipped cream" so I changed my answer to yes :)
Well, I should probably get back to studying for midterms...I'm so good at distracting myself.
The agenda for this week:
-Two midterms tomorrow
-Halloween (we are being Fanta girls!)
-Ice bar?
-Outlet mall shopping?
-Homework?
-No sé hay más
Adios! Besossssssssssss
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