Hola from Barcelona again...

So we catch the train from Lagos to Lisbon... have a few hours in Lisbon where we hang out with another 2 girls that were from Sydney and that we realised were on the same sleeper train as we were on the way from Madrid... We get some food and that kick around the station for a bit and then it's time to go to the platform... we get to the platform and await our train. Sitting on the seat behind us were a Portuguese couple who were pretty much doing the nasty... Sarah and I sung loudly trying to kill the mood but I underestimated the beauty of our voices and fear that our singing was like an aphrodisiac to them as it didn't seem to deter them at all... Sarah just informed me as I write then that she did in fact see his wang... pure trash!!! At the station I bought Sarah a stress ball in the shape of a banana... so it was at this stage she pulled it out and we tried our best not to laugh but the whole situation was rather awkward and disturbing... anyway we got on our train... Sarah and I had been seperated and were in seperate cabins.. I had a bottom bunk and there was an American and an old Spanish lady... I read my book for a bit spoke to the American and then headed off to sleep at the next stop we got a 4th bunk mate... I had my eye mask on and kept trying to sleep... I then noticed it was a Spanish lady in her 50's nicely dressed.. The girl in me who has manners and was brought up well was telling me to offer her the bottom bunk... but the sleep deprived, slightly hungover lazy traveller me was saying stuff it she should have booked earlier and got a bottom bunk herself... so laid there very still with my eye mask on claiming to be asleep haha... well didn't Karma bite me on the as$ one of the Spanish ladies (im thinking the 50 year olds) phones went off all freaking night.. But how do you tell an old Spanish lady to turn it on silent... I am suprised they even had mobiles... in the morning I told Sarah and we decided she was getting booty called this cracked us up and then disgusted us all at the same time.. So another failure of a sleeper train and I have put it down to the fact it's the lagos-madrid and reverse leg that's just sh!t.

Anyway we get to Madrid change stations and jump on another train to Barcelona... within a couple of hours we are there... maybe it was more but the train trips are all blurring into one at this stage. We get to Barcelona have some food and then go to book our sleeper train to Bern in Switzerland for the following night... it's a chick visit to Barcelona just to break up the travel.. Anyway we get to the counter and the dude behind it tells us the trains don't run on Friday and the next one isn't until Sunday... whoops we clearly read the timetable wrong... we head to the hostel and jump on the net trying to work out what next.. We have 2 night and then have accomm booked in berlin... we decide to catch the overnight train to Paris then the next train t Berlin and have an extra night there.. We head back to the station and ask the lady to book it in... Sleeper train to Paris will be €175 please... even with eurail and inter-rail... ummm fail... so we look at car hire... €1000 hrmmm maybe not... so back to the counter where we book the afternoon train to Paris... €10... That's better... but now we need to get accom at Paris... so we head home via a shopping spree at H&M as we have no clean clothes and our hostel didn't have a washer.. we jump on the net and 3 hours later after both of us cracking the s***s, me getting narky and saying no to every suggestion Sarah said and after some kfc whoops I mean "paella" haha and a bit of a mood lift we finally find a hostel close to the station that wasn't going to be €100 each.. By this time it was like 11 and out time in Barcelona was pretty much wasted... if you recall last time we were in Barcelona we missed our train to San Sebastian and had to hire a car... Sarah and I decided that Barcelona and us really don't travel well together... Barcelona once again kicked our as$... Barcelona-2, Jessi and Sarah-0

Another thing to add to the failure that was becoming Barcelona was we were sharing a room with a bunch of Russians with scary accents... it was at this time Sarah and I said our goodbyes and thought this is the night we will wake up in an ice bath...

Dramatic as always Sarah and I woke up in the morning with all organs accounted for... some not working as well as when we started this trip but they were all still there... we laughed and headed for breakfast.. after brekky we got ready, checked out, stored our bags and went for a walk to see more of Barcelona then the train station and computer screens... the weekend market was on and we went to the harbour and shopped a little and had a really nice morning.. Barcelona was sucking back up our asses and we appreciated it... We grabbed our bags and headed for the station to catch our 1pm train to Paris...

So we board the train for One Night In Paris... pun intended!!! (Paris Hilton porno for those who clearly hang out at more respectable places then me haha)