Katelyn and Gregory Haskins find their way through—and around—the world
The bus ride was long and the driver played really weird music, but we finally made it to Barcelona this morning. Early in the morning. So, we waited at the train station for dawn at least before lugging our bags around town. It took us quite a while wandering through the Old City looking for our hostel, during which we began to get a feel for the city. The narrow streets and charming architecture make our area quite pleasant to walk through.
After all the excitement from the yesterday, all four of us slept like babies. We woke up and had breakfast in our hostel before gathering our belongings and heading out. Katelyn wanted to go to the Centre Georges Pompidou before leaving Paris and Greg decided he would humour her by tagging along. Jen and Nick opted to sit outside to guard the luggage and enjoy the free internet, but didn’t anticipate the heat and sweatiness. C’est la vie, non?
They say it is good luck if it rains in Paris on the first day. Well it didn’t rain on us but Paris certainly showed us how magical it could be. Katelyn got in last night after finishing her exam, saying her goodbyes to St Andrews, and rushing to the airport. She made it to the hostel with the help of some friendly Parisians and met Greg, Jen and Nick this morning. They were a bit weary from the bus, but we hit the town running.
For our second day in Londontown, we slept in a bit, which was pleasant. It’s amazing what an extra half hour of shut-eye and some toast can do. We started the morning with the British Museum—5 thousand years of history under one roof. The Rosetta Stone, of course, was magnificent, but the throngs of school groups drove us upstairs to the exhibits on Greece and Italy.
