Saturday, 2 July 2016

The Good and The Bad


Wow… what a week ive had that’s all I can say! So this weekend I am having much needed rest! After a hectic weekend and a even crazier week at work I am looking forward to just chilling at home tomorrow sorting uni stuff and blog content and being on the beach Sunday! Camp  Nou is next week due to the fact of timing, rest and budgeting (another thing I am struggling with but getting better with each week).
So, last weekend we were treated to a 3 day weekend due to the Spanish Public Holiday called San Juan. I´ve got to say the Spanish know how to celebrate a public holiday and it puts English Public Holidays to shame!





We started off going to an Irish pub (I have no idea what any pubs or bars are called here because I just look at it and think, yeah it looks good lets go in). Had a little Sangria and the pub was packed full of French guys. At first I thought a football game was on but no they were just mad and rowdy! Me and one of my friends needed to go to the restroom and next thing you know one of the French guys picked me and another picked my friend up and started singing Dj Otzi´s song Hey Baby (Uhh, Ahh) – one of my personal old school favourites. So cut long story short we hung out with them all night and it was hilarious met so many people, there was Conga lines.. it was just mad! It´s hard to explain, its one of those “you had to be there moments”.

I have never been one for fireworks and I´ve only just got used to them and at 20 years old that probably sounds strange, so walking down Barcelona streets was a test! There were fireworks going off anywhere and everThe ywhere even little kids were setting them off like a metre away from them it was nuts! Oh.. and if you are there next year be careful for crackers… at least that’s what I was told they were called. They are these like paper looking horrible things where you throw them on the floor and three seconds later they blow up. They are loud, scary and painful! There were many lovely people throwing them at our legs as a joke but as people who aren´t locals they were very strange.

The night ended with us and some other friends we met about two weeks ago who are studying here in Barcelona on the beach just watching the fireworks till around 3am. Could have stayed longer but we had been working all day and had no time to have a tactical nap! Overall it was such a nice chance to meet new people, celebrate San Juan which is all about being together with people and just experiencing Spanish culture. I cannot wait for some more public holidays!


My outlook since I have been here has been so positive I don´t think I’ve woken up and not looked forward to my day..ever..even on a Monday! I love my job, I love where I live and I couldn’t ask for more and I haven´t been thinking about things that might put me down because my mind isn’t in that place and nor do I want it to be. However, there will be some things in life that might be upsetting or negative, for some people being away from home can trigger being home sick and I´ve never really had that because of course I miss my parents but I am happy here and we always Facetime.
But I have experienced my first negative time here and it wasn´t anything that happened to me but it is what I saw. It may sound childish and not that bad but for me it was sad. At the weekend me and my friends went to the Aquarium and we are going to the Zoo tomorrow.
*I am against keeping animals in captivity unless it´s a sanctuary or rehab facility. If you watch Blackfish or The Cove you will understand why. But it was something I wanted to go to as I was intrigued and so I can get my opinion on it. The price was 18 Euros which for what I saw was disgusting to be honest. The animals we saw were amazing and everything but the excitement I had as a child going to places like this wasn’t there anymore as I´ve grown up and learnt more about this stuff.
The worst thing about this place was the enclosures they were put in, every closure was tiny. I mean the worst I have probably ever seen there was no room to move if any there wasn´t much and it was sad because the animals just sit there with people gawping at them. By the end we wanted to see the Penguins just bec
Wow… what a week ive had that’s all I can say! So this weekend I am having much needed rest! After a hectic weekend and a even crazier week at work I am looking forward to just chilling at home tomorrow sorting uni stuff and blog content and being on the beach Sunday! Camp  Nou is next week due to the fact of timing, rest and budgeting (another thing I am struggling with but getting better with each week).
So, last weekend we were treated to a 3 day weekend due to the Spanish Public Holiday called San Juan. I´ve got to say the Spanish know how to celebrate a public holiday and it puts English Public Holidays to shame!
We started off going to an Irish pub (I have no idea what any pubs or bars are called here because I just look at it and think, yeah it looks good lets go in). Had a little Sangria and the pub was packed full of French guys. At first I thought a football game was on but no they were just mad and rowdy! Me and one of my friends needed to go to the restroom and next thing you know one of the French guys picked me and another picked my friend up and started singing Dj Otzi´s song Hey Baby (Uhh, Ahh) – one of my personal old school favourites. So cut long story short we hung out with them all night and it was hilarious met so many people, there was Conga lines.. it was just mad! It´s hard to explain, its one of those “you had to be there moments”.
I have never been one for fireworks and I´ve only just got used to them and at 20 years old that probably sounds strange, so walking down Barcelona streets was a test! There were fireworks going off anywhere and everywhere even little kids were setting them off like a metre away from them it was nuts! Oh.. and if you are there next year be careful for crackers… at least that’s what I was told they were called. They are these like paper looking horrible things where you throw them on the floor and three seconds later they blow up. They are loud, scary and painful! There were many lovely people throwing them at our legs as a joke but as people who aren´t locals they were very strange.
The night ended with us and some other friends we met about two weeks ago who are studying here in Barcelona on the beach just watching the fireworks till around 3am. Could have stayed longer but we had been working all day and had no time to have a tactical nap! Overall it was such a nice chance to meet new people, celebrate San Juan which is all about being together with people and just experiencing Spanish culture. I cannot wait for some more public holidays!
My outlook since I have been here has been so positive I don´t think I’ve woken up and not looked forward to my day..ever..even on a Monday! I love my job, I love where I live and I couldn’t ask for more and I haven´t been thinking about things that might put me down because my mind isn’t in that place and nor do I want it to be. However, there will be some things in life that might be upsetting or negative, for some people being away from home can trigger being home sick and I´ve never really had that because of course I miss my parents but I am happy here and we always Facetime.
But I have experienced my first negative time here and it wasn´t anything that happened to me but it is what I saw. It may sound childish and not that bad but for me it was sad. At the weekend me and my friends went to the Aquarium and we are going to the Zoo tomorrow.
*I am against keeping animals in captivity unless it´s a sanctuary or rehab facility. If you watch Blackfish or The Cove you will understand why. But it was something I wanted to go to as I was intrigued and so I can get my opinion on it. The price was 18 Euros which for what I saw was disgusting to be honest. The animals we saw were amazing and everything but the excitement I had as a child going to places like this wasn’t there anymore as I´ve grown up and learnt more about this stuff.
The worst thing about this place was the enclosures they were put in, every closure was tiny. I mean the worst I have probably ever seen there was no room to move if any there wasn´t much and it was sad because the animals just sit there with people gawping at them. By the end we wanted to see the Penguins just because we thought at least they will be outside or in a spacious place…no. It was basically a small enclosure with a small section of rocks they could stand on and a tiny pool of water and they just stood there and did nothing. We were all shocked because even Zoo´s in England have better facilities than that. The only way I could imagine it is being locked in a tiny room for the rest of your life.
I am all for kids being happy and I understand the perception of seeing animals you have never seen before is exciting because I was that kid once. But as an adult it was so sad.
I do not like writing sad blog posts but my blog is going to be honest and I want to document everything that I feel about what I do here as I don´t want to lie!
Anyway it’s a Friday, it’s the weekend and I am going to the beach and stalking Missguided´s Instagram to look at clothes I can afford but not going to buy because I have to budget until next January at least!

Mol xo



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