Phew ... it's like I stop this blog, but no! Let's give a little life , telling what is not in the other ...
happens sometimes not that when they walk a thousand, walking, turning here and there, no time to devote to just relax ... there comes a point where pop? Well, it happens also on the road. But no bad blow, I mean that, not be misunderstood. I mean need a moment of loneliness, some of our own company and a booklet.
Well, as in the hostels there are too many people, there comes a point where one is wanting a bit isolated. But I spin coming from everywhere, away from house sometimes strange (again, do not complain, nor do I want to return jejejejeje, but the routine also a bit strange). Then, tired and burned the edge of the brain, grab a book and went to the beach. A Barceloneta. Needless to say, that was a 10. Spend a couple of hours watching the sea, read a lot, I went to stop a little mind (which works a thousand all the time not only to absorb all the information there but also to socialize, understand, have fun ... everything) and then and quiet, I went under rain or storm that had broken into the hostel, to spend the last little while I was in Barcelona.
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