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i had fun with my friend berta from barcelona. the highlight of the trip was definitely the last night. there is a famous park overlooking the city and the sea, its really the only thing on my list that i wanted to see while i was there. when we got to the entrance, there was security telling us we couldnt go in. it was a private party for famous doctors from all over the world. well, berta, being the sneaky bitch that she is, got us in through a side door. she then lied her ass through more security. before we knew it, we were drinking the best spanish wine and champagne and eating like kings. there we were in our shorts and tee-shrits while everyone else was in gowns and suits. but dont worry "berta's dad is barcelona's best rhumatologist" we said. after eating there was a parade, a band, and those people that climb on top of each other to form a human tower. all while the sun set over the mediterranean sea. after getting nice and drunk there, we went to europe's biggest nightclub with lights and dj's that make a rave look like and 8th grade dance.
sadly, my trip ended with a shitty situation. there was a strike in the belgian airport...after waiting 7 hours, i had to fly to germany then sleep at some belgians' house in liege that i didnt even know. no more travelling for me now...next stop, u.s.a.
sadly, my trip ended with a shitty situation. there was a strike in the belgian airport...after waiting 7 hours, i had to fly to germany then sleep at some belgians' house in liege that i didnt even know. no more travelling for me now...next stop, u.s.a.