So speaking of doing what he told us not to do. He warned us not to all get in the elevator (ascensor) at one time with our luggage because it might not take us all. So 10 hours later after we took our siestas, Bill Linda Ginny and I went for a late night walk to the harbor area and had dinner. We stopped and got some groceries on the way home and around 12:45am we all got in the little elevator (with our groceries) and hit the top floor button. We got as far as 5 and 1/2 before the poor little elevator that could wheezed, coughed, sputtered, stopped and then dropped a few feet. Did I mention that this little elevator had no airconditioning, no help phone and that all four of us took up about 90% of the square footage in the lift? Lucky for us I knew 6 words in spanish some of which included holy crap help us we are stranded in a tiny elevator. I will post the youtube link to our elevator night mare as soon as I can get it loaded.
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Viva Espana
We (Ginny, sister Linda, brother-in-law Bill) are staying in Barcelona. So far it has been pretty exciting. We landed on the same plane, went out to catch the bus to center city and after Ginny and I stepped onto the bus, the driver shut the doors and we left Bill and Linda standing on the curb getting their tickets! So much for traveling together. They caught the next bus and we saw them at the Plaza Catalunya downtown Barcelona. We weren't at the plaza more than five minutes when the theives scoundrels and pickpockets noticed the touristas and tried to distract us. Lucky for us a woman who was watching this happen came over to us and told us to stay alert that the man sitting behind us was getting ready to steal our stuff. Welcome to Spain touristas, now give us your stuff. So we gathered together, tried to look like we knew what we were doing and we shuffled off to the metro station to get to our apartment. After getting to the apartment and the building manager letting us in, he warned us not to a) hang out at the Plaza Catalunya and certainly not to take the metro from there to the apartment and if we did defy the theieves and muggers, we should never hang out at the end of the metro station (which we had already done). I asked in my best spanish (which was funny because the building manager was Scottish) if he had watched a video of us traveling to the apartment because we had just done every single thing he told us not to do.
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