Boys in Barca

Somewhere along the line, Toff (all sports are my passion) made a suggestion that we go to Spain to watch a Barcelona FC match. To which we replied why the fuck not. What Toff was not so great as was planning. So after completely no organisation, where it took us 2 weeks to try and buy tickets to the game, endlessly clicking on their super confusing website and finding no section that gave us 4 seats in a row and trying desperately to match up adjacent sections or even a cluster of 4, we ended up deciding to go and hoped that we got tickets. We were also unable to book a hostel for 5 nights in a row, so ended up hostel hopping. First thing after arriving was sleep (in our 20 bed dorm).

Our quality hostel

Flying in on Ryan air we were dispatched at some random airport, but on our yet again confusing walk to the hostel we found some famous work of art by Gaudi. I love walking in new cities.

Barcelona is probably my favourite city in Europe, I've been 3 times and still can't get enough. We decided to be really touristy and go Gaudi. It's is quite touristically overwhelming. There were these awesome open air busses that you could get on and off at you chosing and they took you to all the imporant places. Long lines though.

We also hit his park, where we did 1, 2 & 3 signs without even planning it.

Awesome view, also 2 people of questionable sexuality.

Because I'm so Holy

I love this building, it's occupied by some tourist hating commy. They have a new message every time I go there. You probably can't read it, but it says "if it's called tourist season, why can't we just shoot them?" Brilliant.

King Lyndon on his stone throne.

Again you probably can't see this well but Graz has the best I'm zuess pose going.

Just reinforcing that notion, Toff is put to death.

The roof is highly under utilised, but not gaudi, no he'd have none of that.

Turtle hugging, Gaudi's favourite past time.

Man made things impress me less and less, but the segrada is still awe inspiring, it's been built a lot more then when I was last here. I do wonder if they will finish it while I am still alive. The final spire is unbeleivable. I do like the gothic side much better.

The tall spire stairs actually do induce a sense of fear of heights, this hole goes all the way to the bottom (all 100 odd meters)

The boys posing for their Mr Universe shoot.

The bus runs at night, we were the only people on. Saw a cool mime. I think graz went a little bit nuts cos it was so cold.

A trip to spain wouldn't be complete without some tap-ass. Which we did more of later.

In order to fulfill the whole point of going to Barca, we had to hunt down some tickets to the game. We trecked around abit, getting pointed by various people in various directions to the official Barca FC store. And where did we end up getting the tickets? The tourist office. We had to go pick up the tickets from the stadium, so it was decided that we go the tour, and get a behind the scenes.

Us commentating on the game from the box. This is where we met BT (bitch tits) affectionately coined by my brother's Chan.

Us and the Champions League Trophy

Toff wet himself (second time so far overseas - first was after the awesome party)

We started gettting bored, so naturally started defiling everythign around us, full marks to my bro Hsien for facial expression & genius.

Graz gets a hand job and blows a load over Adrian Brodie

Awesome game night dinner, with a fairly hot waitress who we easily confused. Asked her out for drinks, she pleasantly declined. Mainly because I think she didn't understand us.

We made it, even got seats next to each other! The game was Barcelona FC vs Majorca. It was relatively a quite match, being nil all till the dying moments. They only sell 0% alcohol, which we unfortunately didn't know until a few drinks down the line and surprisingly sober.

With a capacity of 99,000 Camp Nouis the biggest stadium in Europe. It was dissappointly lacking in atmosphere, mexican waves, drums, horns. It did erupt with the goal with Barca winning 1-0.

Had some great dinners, I can't get enough of paella. Went back to the same restaraunt that trost and I went to, called the 7 docks or ships or something like that.. or was it 11? Just googled it, its 7 Portes. The surpise dish was the sea snails (as pictured above)

We were on mullet hunt, and this guy took the cake with his 'mullay despite balding look'

We frequented this indie bar a lot, very bad toilet. I really don't understand the idea of it (unisex, but no toilet seat) Chicks must hate it. And I had to go (the sea snails caught up) the boys went to bed and Graz and I were still itching, so we went to a strip club (alcohol had a lot to do with our decision) bad choice, still traumatised.

Toff had to leave a night early, and that's when the fun started. We finally met these 2 girls in the dorm that always came back at odd hours (they slept while we were up and vice versa). they turned out to be 2 cool french chickadees with a dutch in tow (who went on a mission to africa and volunteered 3 years to an orphanage. Lots of fun, I finally found the shot bar that I hazily remebered going to with trost so long ago.

This is the bar, with over 300 different shots that you can order from the wall, all 2 euro each, with names like the chupa chup (despite is benign name, this one is horrible, involves shotting something followed by unhaling pure ETOH), ferrari, diarrhoea, kamikaze we quickly got fucked up. Hsien got a hair cut

The great wall of shots

The dominos shot

We did a round of zoolander

The monica lewinski! where you get to suck beer from a big black cock and towards the end the pull it out and spray you with it! Just halarious!! Our girl Laura was up to it!

A picture of her, pre-cock

Caramelised oranges

Our french connection was also connected to some young drug dealer, it was someone's birthdya, so was all got stoned by some church. Graz did the longest piss of his life. We all giggled for about 30 minutes telling each other to shhh back in the dorm.

SOme ridiculously rich people... honestly how does someone have SO much money?

Big bubble blowers.

More doctors smoke camel.

Awesome bar, full of hot hot women.

Gutter trash

I love these markets, full of the most random eating things, heaps of fresh fruit, great pizza

After we said goodbye to the boys, it was off to Valencia. Land of oranges for Graz's birthday.

It was a beautiful union of green & gold, I think 3G had a surprise for my brother.

Graz was SO pround of the mega box of cigs he found

We stayed at some place called the purple lotus. I must say I really love valencia, it's 'Perth' of Spain. Small yet vibrant city, not touristy, yet not too alien, lots of hotties running around, close to the beach. AWESOME food, friendly. Couldn't ask for more.

Graz blatently ignoring the no smoking sign behind him.

The church housing the blood of christ (yeah right)

home of the only recognised 'hoy grail' tentatively at that

Best oranges going, look at them! They even grow on the streets. I've always thought that cities should grow fruit trees, solving the ever pressing issues of vitamin levels of the homeless.

The dazzling array of differing pig parts that can be bought, in all shapes and sizes!

You can even buy Loch Ness.

The main bull fighting rink, I never went to see one. I really didn't know if I wanted to...

We decided to set on this walk to the seaside for Graz's birthday dinner. It didn't look too far on the map, and there were a few interesting things on the way.... 4 hours later.... It was a pretty grand walk though, heaps of people exercising (much to look at)

Little avenues for rock climbing. Would never happen in australia due to all the hazards this may present, pathetic really.

Took some great jump shots!

The Ciutat de les Arts i les Ciències, a most amazing modern architecture. And all perth could come up with was the bell tower.

We had an interesting walk to the seaside, this took 30 mins or so, I really had no idea where we were going, no foot path, dodging dodgy traffic (the spanish are really not know for safe driving) - Graz thought he would get killed.

Towards the end of our 'walk' we heard heaps of car horns go off, thought it was some preotest or rally, but found this semi-trailer which decided to break down in the middle of the intersection, blocking pretty much ALL traffick, was awesome. They called in the SWAT team to deal. Our 3 hour walk was worht it in the end, we stumbled upon a great surprise for 3G, the hub of the America's cup! There was a replica of every ship that had won.

For his birthday, we decided to go out for a great dinner, expensive wine the usual.

Decided to try lots of random food, the best was the razor clams (closest to me)

Then there was lobster paella.. thats right, an entire lobster!! Yeah baby!!

Then it was beers from a vending machine at the hostel. I think we only stayed one night. But packed a lot in! Will definitely come back some day I thought... and I did very quickly!