Granada

Well my last e-mail was an adventure, this one I can't garentee to be
quite as interesting.

So we left me somewhere in Spain nice safe and sound, knowing exactly
where I was and where I was going. I´m not to posative as to
absolutes, so lets say we left off part way through Barcelona.

Barcelona was pretty cool. As far as the city goes it really is about
80% nightlife. It was extremely easy for me to nail out pretty much
all the super tourist sights in about a day and a half. But it is
really cool stuff. Gaudi, is pretty much amazing. And this is the
heart of his works. There are a good handfull of just stuff crteated
by Gaudi that you´ll see when you wander around Barcelona. It ranges
from rolling Parks to giant Cathedrals. It is almost sad that so many
of the things he designed weren't completed until after his death. (Or
in some cases, are still being built.)

Trying to escape Barcelona, I ended up getting to the train station
the day that all the seats were full, not too bad of a thing, just
meant I had to wait another night, and the next day I was on my way to
Valencia. When I got there I made my way over to my friend Lorien's
flat. I didn't really know what to expect but I was impressed. She
lives on the 11th floor of an apartment building and you can easily
see the ocean on any given day. Not only this but one of the bigger
streets in Valencia, which splits and runs down either side of an
extremely long park, was right out front. I thought this was a great
place to just lay back and relax a little, which was more or less what
I did. Over the next few days I was able to talk to a real Ashlander,
someone that knew what home was. it was great. After a few days there
I caught the night bus to Granada.

I made it down to Granada at about a quarter to 8, not too bad, just a
half hour late. But I swear the bus driver did everything in his power
to hit each and every roundabout between Valencia and Granada.
Anywhodles, Granada is great, besides the fact that the streets are
just about impossible to navigate with or without a map, it takes alot
of guess work. Well After wandering around and seeing some of the
bigger sights, such as the Alhambra and a Giant Cathedral, that
probably has a name. I was heading back to the Hostel and get grabbed.
The man grabbing me was actually a kid named Julian that I met back up
in Paris. Part of the team Tobin and Julian. We knew we were going to
be in Southern Spain around the same time, but we quickly lost contact
after leaving Paris on Valentines day. It ended up that we were
already booked at the same Hostel. It was pretty cool and We've been
hanging out for awhile.

Well thats all I can bother to write right now, I head back up to
Valencia in tomorrow night on another night bus, and after one more
night with Lorien I catch a cheap plane to Rome, where I start the
Italian leg of the journey.

=Logan, Spain