• It’s a small world, after all

    Warning: this post is the most disorganized post of all time. My lack of digital camera and structure in my trip has become apparent. It will be different on the next post. You have been warned!  Basically, the same way we got to Greece we repeated on the way back. I took that night train…

  • Couchsurfing makes everything better

    The bus had dropped us off at a cafe and, though I normally don’t just drink coffee, not having slept for two night necessitated it. We got more wifi and were overcharged for two cappuccinos, but we wre alive (albeit extremely gross-smelling) and we had a couchsurfing host lined up for that night that would…

  • Paraíso

    I caught my ride out of Valencia pretty easily and couldn’t wait to get to Elche. My driver (whom I found on blablacar) was Moroccan and spoke English, Spanish, Moroccan Arabic, and French. He was pretty cool up until about ten minutes into the drive at which point he proceeded to fill me in on…

  • Viva Valencia!

    Blablacar has proved the cheapest way of getting around Spain. Fortunately, there are tons of rides from Barcelona to Valencia every day, so I was able to find one for about €20 early in the morning. I got up, stuffed myself with as much bread as possible, and headed out on the metro to meet…

  • Dreams come true

    Okay. So anyone that knows me in real life knows that I’m obsessed with going to Spain. I’ve wanted to go to Spain for like, nine years. And I’m finally here.  Viktor sent me off by driving me to town on Thursday morning. I planned on hitching to Foix where I would be able to…