España - Miercoles, Dia 6

Today´s crazy spanish keyboard symbol: ª

This might be, at least for me, the craziest day of the trip. So we leave TheVaughan passed out at the apt and head for Olympic Stadium. I was not impressed. We soon leave the grounds and head to la playa (yay for tetas!). Midget and I decide to take on the Mediterranean and jump in. After 15 minutes of shivering and having no feeling in my body we scrap this idea and just look at tetas from the shore. We return to find that TheVaughan is not only awake but had the genius idea to get a bucket of kfc for drunk food later that night. Bravo my friend, bravo.

The night begins at a usual spot, Temple Bar. We quickly learn that Xtina has a stalker, a hot Romanian lezzie bartender stalker. Damn, where do I get me one of those. For some inexplicable reason, Xtina doesn't make a move despite our pleas. I don't care if she doesn't like chicks, you simply don't turn a hot broad like this. Way to go. Then TheVaughan falls down the stairs in front of the Romanian bartender. Strangely enough this action did not sway her to enjoy the company of men and we leave.

Next on the stop is, you guessed it, Jamboree. After witnessing some intra-apt relations on the dance floor I decide its time to go. I remember a discussion earlier involving walking home alone with a broken bottle for protection. So I obviously take my Sol bottle and break it against a wall before I leave. Here's where things get a little fuzzy. On my way home on Las Ramblas or a side street near it, I am confronted by a ruffian and kindly asked to give him my wallet. I decide to give him a face full of broken bottle instead. Bet he didn't see that coming. Bet you didn't either. I turn to run and he cuts me on my arm with some sort of blade or sharp object. Next thing I know I wake up in some bushes. I think I was trying to hide from him and clearly did a good job. I celebrate not being further injured or dead by returning home and watching spanish tv and eating kfc. I proudly tell the story to TheVaughan when he arrives home as he joins in the feast of kfc. Midget is nowhere to be found and apparently came home several hours later. This is becoming a trend. What a last night in Barcelona. Hope Dia 7 can live up to assault with a deadly weapon...