Long Nights Barcelona

Good internet access again for a little update:

Long travel day, very hungry so I won't say much.

Last night, though, was a crazy, crazy night. There was a buzz in the air early on- it was the Eve of Saint John. The streets were exploding with fireworks of all sizes, the constant banging echoing through the alley ways made it feel like we were in a war zone. It was of concern if and/or when we'd be near an explosion. After hiding out with some Sangria and pool with our Wisconsin pals, we caught a couple of cabs and headed to ground zero: the beach.

As far as you could see the beach was crowded with bodies, all moving to the excitement of the night. Fireworks continued to ignite on all sides of us-music blaring from every beach bar. It was a little hard to let our guards down with the constant threat of chaos all around. Nevertheless it was a really cool experience.

I can say we did manage to get home and catch a few hours of sleep before we left Barcelona. By 8am, on the way to the station, we said goodbye to the city all the while passing crowds still making they're way home from the beach.