After class, Dan and I went to L' Illa mall to have lunch in the food court. We must have ended up in the middle of a convention for the deaf because the tables around us were all filled with people using sign language. We both ordered the "menu," which is the restaurants choice of specials for a lower price. The "menu" price at restaurants usually includes two dishes, a drink, and dessert. I ate a cheese salad and fish with orange foam for dessert.
We took a nap once we got home and then headed out to meet Fernanda, a classmate in the Study Abroad program, at Diagonal Metro station before we stopped by Dave and Gerrell's to go out for drinks. Fernanda doesn't have a phone so we planned on meeting her at the intersection of two streets near the metro. We waited almost an hour and Fernanda was nowhere to be seen! I got really worried because it was around 10pm and she was by herself. I called Dave to check to see if she got back on facebook. After an hour of waiting, we decided that we would go to Dave and Gerrells apt to check my facebook messages. Fernanda says she waited too but didn't see us so she went back home. We think there was confusion because the metro has 6 or so exits to street level that span a few blocks and the street corner we were going to meet at was not clearly marked.
Then we left the apt and went to Las Ramblas, a district of Barcelona for drinks. We ended up at a little spot called Guru (I think that is the name). The lighting was cool and they had 3 djs. I met two French girls who were on holiday and talked with them for a while. Apparently, Barcelona is to Europe as Florida is to the US. Everyone comes here for vacation at one point or another.
After the four of us shared a couple bottles of wine and beers, we headed out to attempt access into the W Hotel's club, Eclipse. Its free cover, but the drinks are pricey. Apparently, it is supposed to be difficult to get in to the W's club--when we got there we had to wait in a long line. While we were waiting, I talked with three middle-aged women who were behind us. We had a complete conversation in Spanglish. The people in front of us gave up and left so the line got shorter, then the middle-aged women left too. As soon as we got up to the front, the lady let us in! (I did not keep track of time, so who knows how long we were in line...) The lady accompanied us on the elevator to the 26th floor--where the club was located. The doors opened, and instantly we were surrounded with strange ambient lighting, tribal-like dance music and a view of the city that was unbeatable. There was a guy standing on the bar, playing a big drum along with the club music and taking shots of tequila. The entire feel of Eclipse was unlike any place I had been before. There was an exciting, carefree, "I've got plenty of money to spend and I'm going to use it to have fun" feel to it. (although I spent NOTHING to go)
We shared a taxi home at the end of the night because the metro stops running at 2am on Friday nights.
Sunday, May 30, 2010
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