Today is day 50 on my journey. I made some great friends in Alicante, the hostel was practically empty which made for a better experience in my opinion. I even got offered a job at the hostel if I ever want to go back and live on the beach. Sounds good to me.
Barcelona is beautiful, I havn't seen much but I cannot wait to explore. I get a little down on my birthday I don't know why. I am desperatly searching for a friend to chat to, it makes the lonliness go away. This new hostel is completely full and it seems as if I may just have to go walk up to a table and join an already formed group. It's a hard thing to do. Not too many loners like myself here.
I was going to try the couchsurfing thing today. So I had a host and I asked if we could meet first. I called him when I arrived and he had the voice of a 65 year old man yet his profile said 28. Not gonna lie, it scared me so I refused to meet up. So I came to a hostel and it is too large. It is not quaint or homely like many others have been. It feels like I am in a high school cafeteria but I'm the dumb kid who came back to try and graduate but is obviously older than everyone else.
I'm sure once I sign off this blog I will make a great friend, but as of yet I ate dinner alone and all I wanted was a quick bite and they took so long with serving me and bringing the bill. Times like these I should've caved and got McDonalds...
There is a Gaudi building right next door, when I came out from the metro I was bewildered. Usually when I arrive at a hostel it takes at least a day to make friends so this is normal. It's just that it is my birthday in a few hours and I am all screwed in the head about the Forever 27 club that I just want to get my mind out of the gutter.
Barcelona is beautiful, I havn't seen much but I cannot wait to explore. I get a little down on my birthday I don't know why. I am desperatly searching for a friend to chat to, it makes the lonliness go away. This new hostel is completely full and it seems as if I may just have to go walk up to a table and join an already formed group. It's a hard thing to do. Not too many loners like myself here.
I was going to try the couchsurfing thing today. So I had a host and I asked if we could meet first. I called him when I arrived and he had the voice of a 65 year old man yet his profile said 28. Not gonna lie, it scared me so I refused to meet up. So I came to a hostel and it is too large. It is not quaint or homely like many others have been. It feels like I am in a high school cafeteria but I'm the dumb kid who came back to try and graduate but is obviously older than everyone else.
I'm sure once I sign off this blog I will make a great friend, but as of yet I ate dinner alone and all I wanted was a quick bite and they took so long with serving me and bringing the bill. Times like these I should've caved and got McDonalds...
There is a Gaudi building right next door, when I came out from the metro I was bewildered. Usually when I arrive at a hostel it takes at least a day to make friends so this is normal. It's just that it is my birthday in a few hours and I am all screwed in the head about the Forever 27 club that I just want to get my mind out of the gutter.
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