Once again, I had the pleasure to be outside of Switzerland for a few days.
This time I went to Barcelona with my friends of the Bachatalovers-Crew to dance Bachata and Kizomba.
It was a great time and I had some nice experiences of, how I can get along on my big journey.
First of all, the way to get there.
As you may know from earlier posts, I don't use planes to travel for the next 5 years, so I took the bus.
The plan was it to travel one way down to Barca with Flixbus and then to go back home with hitchhiking, but I didn't have the time for this, because I should have stayed in Switzerland at all (It was the last week of school before the finals). It wasn't really the time for holiday, but I just liked the idea of laying on the beach more, then the torture of going to school everyday, so I just skipped school for a week.
At the end I was laying on the beach in Barcelona, spending my time studying Italian :-D
The journeys to Barcelona and back home have been very nice. I had a night bus for the first time in my life, and sleeping in the bus goes just as well as in a plane. Actually it was also the first bus with no seat left, in I still had enough space to sleep in a comfortable position. So thumb up for Flixbus.
In Barcelona I stayed in a friends home for one night (Muchas Gracias a Stephanie y sus amigas) and the rest of the week on the couch of an AirBnB (Thanks for the beer on this Point Edi ;-) ).
Over this days, we spent lots of time on the beach, drinking beer or just dancing trough the night.
It was the purpose of this journey to learn some new moves and practise dancing in one of the most amazing places to dance in Europe, and that was just great.
But beside all this friends and dancing stuff, I had enough time to think about my plans.
It was a lot about "what do you need" and "where are the places to go".
For example to wash cloths, or to have internet access.
If you are not connected to the internet it's quite difficult to find what you're looking for.
Fortunately I still had my phone with me (what I won't have on my big journey) so I found a nice little Internet Café, downloaded the local map on GoogleMaps and looked for a laundry nearby.
All this little things are not so easy how it looks like, and after one week in Barcelona I came to the conclusion that I don't like big cities to much. Of course, Barcelona is wonderful and with all the nice people around, there is always something going on, and I can handle this for a while. But I am and will ever be a country boy...
So if one day you want to visit me somewhere around the world, you will probably find me somewhere outside the big cities :-D
Viva la vida :-)