Well, I have been back from Barcelona for a little over a week but I haven’t had time to write about all of my experiences in Barcelona. So I figured that I would give myself some time to gather all of my memories and write them down properly. So I figured we would start with the Day 1 the trip to Barcelona.
I met up with parents is Phoenix and we caught the early 6 a.m. flight to Miami for our connection. I just purchased David Foster Wallace’s unfinished novel The Pale King which is about 500-pages long so I had enough to do while we were on the flight. We flew American Airlines which my least favorite airline when it comes to sleeping on the plane, the seats are just too small and people get upset when you lean back.
Anyway, we arrived in Miami with about three hours before our flight to Spain. I ducked outside to have a quick smoke and then we visited the “fantastic” Corona Restaurant inside the Miami-Dade Airport. After scarfing down a disappointing club sandwich I had my very first Beergarita, which is essentially a margarita which a small Coronita mixed inside of it.
Anyway, by the time the Beergarita was in my stomach we were about 30 minutes from boarding. Perfect timing! I’ll sleep on the plane and wake up in Barcelona. Then the worst happened, our gate attendant came on the loudspeaker to let us know we would be delayed for an undisclosed amount of time due to technical issues on the plane.
Time for another Beergarita I thought to myself! So I order another one, only to here the same woman come on the loudspeaker to let us know were boarding immediately. So now I have to slam this $13 frozen concoction and get ready to board.
Needless to say, I got a brainfreeze and the bar tender looked at me like I was crazy.
So now, I have boarded the plane and I have to use the restroom very badly, due to the 40 oz of liquid sugar, tequila, and beer in my stomach. But I need the flight to take off before I can do that! We are sitting for what seems like eternity when the pilot comes on the loudspeaker.
Uh oh.
There are more technical problems but he hopes maintenance can fix them while we stay on the tarmac. Good news for the flight, bad news for my bladder. After an excruciating 45 minutes the pilot comes back on and says we will all need to deboard the plane! Great why didn’t we do that in the first place!
I finally get off the plane and then we have to wait another 2 hours for a new flight. 5 hours late we finally board and are on our way to Spain.
Sometimes I love the destination but hate the travel.
