Second time in Barcelona this year. Just a few words that should jog my memory, the memory of my fellow travellers and maybe even that of some of you who have been there previousy...

Hot hot hot hot as in 35°+ all day and never under 28° even in the evening. At least that's what it felt like.

A two bedroom flat filled with 7 permanently drunk and happy people. ended up being quite messy and flooded but we loved it really...

Beach: "Cerveza beer cola fanta agua bien fria", 3masajes, massages?", "lollipop lollipop lollipop lollipop lollipop", "doda doda doda doda", "pareos, pantalanones", "Samosa! empanadas"

Evenings out - apart from not getting in on the frst night because of the young age of most participants, we made good use of the "cerveza beer" vendors and the beach side. saw the sun rise more than once.

Problems with local trains. Nightmare journey back with my brother saying goodbye to his gf after a sleepless night, me sleeping 2 hours after a heavy night, rocks on tracks, gallic shrugs at the train station from stupidly relaxed and unhelpful ticket office and information people...And that's with me still being able to speak a little of the language, o wait for the proper hilarious travel anecdotes in India!

cockroaches in the streets - yum....crunchy!!

3 euro Maos with falafels and all-you-can-fit-in salds. think I actually had on a day and developped a mild addiction to them. And to strawberry Magnums. And to Jamon Serrano. And to many other very yummy things.

Our inconditional love for everything airy: air-con, fans, eventails (preferably of the tacky "toreador and Spanish flag" variety), gusts of wind, night...

An all in all fantastic time spent there, wasn't cold or completely sober a single time but wouldn't have it any other way!