Espana, Land of the Spanas. Oh, and also France, Land of the Croissant

Okay, here's the report on the trip to Spain. I did something very stupid on the day of departure. I decided that it would be a good idea to fly out to CT to meet with Michael. The plan was then to fly together to JFK and on to Barcelona. Well, plan crashed. Plan burned. We were stuck in Hartford for two days because the ONE flight a day to JFK was full both times. Ugh. Our trip was starting off terribly. (I however was more okay with it than Michael because even if I was stuck in CT I was still technically on vacation. He however, was not.) Well, after day 2 of being stuck we got word that we didn't make the flight and we ran. We decided to see if we could make the 6:00 BCN flight from JFK. How? Well, we ran to the car jumped in and drove down to JFK. From Airport to Airport we made it in a miracle 2 hours. Wow!!!!! We made it through security and to the gate with about 10 minutes to spare before they started boarding the flight and gave us our seating assignment.

As we sighed a huge sigh of relief as we settled down into our Business elite seats, sat back and relaxed I looked over and there was an old man nesting in the seat next to me. This is where the interesting stuff really starts. Soon found out that this guy was the creepiest person that I've ever met. He kept bringing up how he is a womanizer. Michael kept encouraging him. Gross. I was stuck between the creep and the dude that kept laughing at his disgustingness. He mentioned several times how he has X-ray vision and made several comments on my under clothing features. Highly inappropriate.  9 hours had me as a prisoner next to this man. I couldn't get away from him quick enough.

Well, we landed in BCN and immediately found our hotel shuttle. Our hotel was a perfect compliment for the expectations I had of Barcelona. Despite the hope of just crawling in between the sheets and sleeping off my night of 0 sleep we hit the town. I'm glad we did, but we were both totally apathetic and lethargic that any motivation to see the sights or put up with the crowds went out with the tide (see how I did that? Since Barcelona is a port town I made a terrible joke.) We did make it to the market in town. It was so awesome. Had so many stalls with unique and beautiful products. We also stopped and got some tapas at one of the stalls. So delicious! Shrimp, artichokes, asparagus, mussels and deliciousness. Well, other than the tapas and the market we weren't too impressed with Barcelona. After a nights sleep we decided to rent a car and head up into France.

Some of the most spectacular sights we saw was Girona, Spain. We got lost in this perfect little town, but I really can't imagine a more perfect town to get lost in. We drove the streets looking for a castle. but, we never found it because as a navigator I didn't have an adequate map at all. But, we did get up into some of the coolest and best neighborhoods where I felt like I got more of a taste of the Spanish way of life way more than we would have had we found the castle. But, on our way to Perpignan, France! Another gorgeous little French town. I was in love. Everything was so quaint and well manicured in this little town. It definitely had a tourist centre, but it wasn't overwhelming at all and I could also tell that the locals enjoyed the centre also, it wasn't just the trap.

Next stop was Carcassonne, France. This may have been my favorite stop. We had an amazing walk through the streets of a medieval city. I had never seen such an amazing castle. It was enormous, and so intact still. People still live within the castle walls. (she may have looked like a ghost, but I swear this old lady was totally real.) I can't even describe how awesome this city was.  My favorite was seeing this castle at sunset. I didn't get a photo, but I'm sure you can imagine.