Getting dirty in Barcelona

A couple of weekends ago we went on a little trip to Barcelona. The main reason we went was to do the Color Run on the Sunday, but we also had the added bonus of seeing our friends and having a jolly old time.

#planeselfie

We split off and did different things on the Saturday, me Tara and Adele wondered around the centre of Barcelona and had some breakfast before going to Parc de la Ciutadella to meet Will.

Will is an old school friend who Adele and I studied Spanish with and it was so lovely (but a bit surreal) for us all to be hanging out in Barcelona. We had some lunch and chilled on the beach and it was just perfect. The only thing I didn't like about the beach was the Indian men coming round offering mojitos or beer, there were so many of them and they totally ruined the tranquil atmosphere. There were also thai women offering massages...sounds dodgy, I know, I sat this one out but everyone else indulged in a 5 euro massage on the sand, from a spectators view it was pretty hilarious watching Will all oiled up with some Thai lady slapping his back.

sleafordians reunited

After a quick turn around we all met up again in Plaza Espanya to watch the Font Magica and have some dinner and drinks. It was just as magical as last time and we got this pretty cool photo.

the gang

On Sunday, race day, we met up with Hannah and Lizzie to all do the race together. The atmosphere was absolutely incredible and we were so excited. The Color Run really was amazing, after every 1K completed there was an area where you just got covered in the paint. It was absolutely mental, music was blaring and I think we were all just loving life. When it came to the yellow colour section, me Adele and Will lifted our tops up so we got yellow bellies. That's only really funny to anyone from Lincolnshire because apparently we call ourselves Yellow Bellies. Didn't quite work but it was funny.

The whole thing was so fun and even once we'd finished there was a huge concert with more paint and music. After a while it was a bit tiring though and I just felt sweaty and dirty and wanted a shower. Luckily our lovely friend Inigo let us go back to his and clean up before we all met up for a farewell lunch.

clean

not so clean

the attempt of yellow bellies

Anyway, it was an amazing weekend and I am so happy we went. I'm now on the countdown til I go home, 6 weeks today I'll be back in Sleaford so depressed that this is all over.

For now, it's the last week of classes and the beginning of exams. A lot of my friends start leaving in the next few weeks so although that'll be quite sad, it also means before they go there'll be lots of fun. And lots of alcohol.