Reaching Madrid was not so tiring. I dun remember how we got to the hostel but i remember that the location of the hostel was absolutely wonderful. Sadly the hostel was not. According to TKM the hostel has won the best hostel awards before, but it was unbelievable.
The name of the hostel was Mucho madrid. THat day all we did was walk n walk n walk around Madrid.
Here i bought a birthday prezzie for myself. We all ate Kebab that day. Nothing much after that really.
Oh yeah i went to the stadium. Couldn’t get into the stadium, so kat luar pun jadi le!
We took breakfast and had slow walk to the Bus stop. We couldn’t get an earlier ticket to Barcelona, we onie got the 2pm one. The bus ride was for 8 hours. THe bus was quite ok, me, nava, n 7t got the back seat. 7t sat next to an american woman who has learning linguistics. She helped us translate a lot of important things that was said by the bus driver. We reached Barcelona like around 9 or 10 zt nite. Our hostel was located in the safest place. the raods were dark, the ppl there were really weird, so we had to really extra careful. The 3 girls(MSN) got the corner room which had a very big window and since it was raining the room was freakin’ cold and the matresses felt really damp. This hostel was even worse than Mucho Madrid. To top things off, 7ts’ bed broke and for the whole time we were in Barcel she slept on the broken bed.
Like any other day we took our breakfast and headed off. We went to this place whr there was suppose to be this free tour. At the end 30 minutes of waiting, we realised there was no such thing. So we went wandering around n on the way TKM saw a great deal for a camera, u know those proffessional camera that almost EVERYBODY is carrying now. The deal was 165 euros. It was quite nice n he really fancied it. We were heading for this castle which was made out of bones n to go there we had to pass this street called La Rambla. Its one really long street with so many stuff to buy, they even sell u REPTILES ok!!! We went on walking till we reached that Bone castle. Cun, serius cun i tell u! I was really amazed at the artist cos he had sum guts to build sumthing like this, he really showed that he believed in himself n his work n not wat others wud think about it. The artists’ name is Gaudi i think, waitla later i put one pic of him ok.
Then we went on to Gaudi’s most famous creation the Sagrada Familia. BUT, there is one big but here, like i said but, on the way there TKM accidentally dropped Nava’s camera n it instantly became dysfunctional. Oh yeah i can hear sum big time gasps here. To all of u, this is the second time i ever saw TKM in a bad mood during our trip. Last year it was me who made him mad, n this year it was his own slippery hands. We decided to cum back to Sagrada the next day n we split into 2 groups; 1 group me n 7t, the rest in another.
Me n 7t went shopping for souvenier whras the other 3 went camera hunting. We all met back in the hostel, n TKM told a sad story tat he didnt buy the camera he wanted cos he spent all his money on Nava’s camera. For a moment there i really kesiankan him. He really look so kesian n to make the story even more believable Sharis’ n Navas’ face were also sad.
Mana tau, in the end abang beli jugak what he wanted. He has to pay in installments to Shari Ann lo. Thats how the whole “jual bontot” story came up. Hehe, can u imagin TKM jual bontot, hahahaha. Anyways, that nite we all went for makan in a nearby restaurant. The restaurant owner was speaking in Hindi but the way he was speaking it sounded like Singalese(like how the Sri Lankans speak).
So in the shop me n 7t were arguing the whole time, whether he was an Indian or a Sri Lankan. Guess wat, both of us were wrong, he was a Pakistani. He was a nice man, he advised us to be very careful in Spain wif our passports. Then we all went to bed lo.
sorry guys not much pics i m too tired to wait for it to upload. i will put it in part 2.