I've been meaning to write this entry for weeks, but I've been so distracted by hostel world and, honestly, raging my ass off because my days are now numbered here, but I'll get to that another time...
A few weeks ago I went to Tarragona, which is a port city southwest of Barcelona. My coworker Holly and I had been stuck in lazy hostel trance and George sort of forced us out of here by suggesting we go on an excursion and basically just telling us to wake up at 9 and it was happening. Thanks for being the organized, motivated one, George. =D
So, we trained to Tarragona and it was great (really nice to get out of Barcelona for a sec). The place is full of Roman ruins and it isn't too tourist-infested so you can actually enjoy seeing everything without an abundance of selfie sticks getting in the way. There's an amphitheater from the 2nd century right by the shore which was quite cool.
You know when you picture the stereotypical 'Mediterranean'? That's what Tarragona looks like. I don't know how to describe what that means, but it has something to do with the color and aura of the place -- quietly swaying palm trees, historical ruins, houses seemingly stacked on hills. I took (too many) photos, just in case you can't imagine:
We walked around and took in the scenary and ended discovering homemade sweet vermouth, so a good chunk of time was spent drinking in local pubs. I was on a huge vermouth kick for about two weeks after that.
Nice little day excursion with friends. Any excuse to escape the Barca vacuum for a bit is a good excuse.
SIDE NOTE: I opened an Etsy shop to sell some travel photo prints to help fund my move to Saigon, Vietnam in January. 10% of profits donated to Syrian refugee relief efforts in Lesvos, Greece. Link here >> https://www.etsy.com/shop/photosbykaylee