25th August, 2004 // Spain
Out of the loop and in Barcalona
As soon as I stepped out of the bus station I could tell the differnce in the atmosphere fom Paris. It was hot. Hot and humid; the sea was near by.
I began to walk the streets of Barcalona with my newly accquired Quebecois friend Berenice. It turns out that in the two and a half months I had stayed in france, I had actually learned enough of the language to carry a conversation with someone. Berenice informed me that it showed I had learned to speak french in France. The accent shawn through. I thought that was freaking awsome.
I am now in Barcalona, a 16 hour bus ride away from France. my last few days in Paris were great. I Met up with two of my cousins, Doriana and Amber, as well as a friend of mine from highschool, Jen.
My journies in France ranged from majour cities to tiny villages, and I enjoyed every stinking bit of it. The people of France have an emmense wealth of Hospitality. Their food is delicious, the weather great. The Wine is ambrosia.
I recomend France to every single person. Stay at leat 2 weeks though. And 2 months would be even better.
Now I begin a new part of my journey. Espaņa.
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