translation: I’m in love with Spain
My sister and I spent a week in Barcelona, Sitges, and Valencia where the drinks are strong, and the men are pleasant. We went dancing most nights, and ran into festas in both Barcelona and one in Sitges. My lord, the Spanish know how to throw a party. When I heard there would be a festival, I wasn’t sure what to expect, but I had no idea there would be booze and dancing and live music until 2 or 3 or even 6, and streets so crowded you have to wiggle for every inch when trying to get through. I also didn’t expect men with fireworks spinning around on sticks chasing people on the streets, nor did I expect every person to give me a lesson on how to speak the language properly. I never would have guessed I would be eating chocolate dipped churros at 1am, then dancing with a handful of 40 year old gay men, and I definitely didn’t expect to shoot water guns at unexpecting men while hiding behind carousel ponies.
In other words, I didn’t realize the festivals would be the exact opposite of an American festival.
My sister and I also went to la tomatina, the huge tomato fight in bunyol, but that certainly wasn’t the highlight of the travels. (no pics from that because we didn’t have waterproof cameras) I think I was more stoked about the sausage, tapas, clubbing, cheap mojitos, caipirinhas, wine, beer, etc. than I was about la tomatina. In the end, neither of us took too many pictures, but we had a blast.
la festa gracia
la sagrada familia, a crazy gaudi cathedral
la festa major in sitges
my sister, fetching for some churros 
my most favoritest piece of graffiti so far
some stomach turning flavors of gelato. passed by here on recommendation of a friend who’s friend said, “you can have a whole meal of icecream” in reference to the flavors. I don’t want to imagine what smoked salmon would taste like. 
valencia
I cannot wait to come back.
oh right, and about la tomatina. I was amused by how many accounts I heard of girls retaliating when confronted with boys who were being jerks; boys who tried to rip shirts and bikinis and stuff (I was glad to hear I wasn’t alone :P ). It’s amazing what some people think they can get away with if they don’t know the other party.
