Barcelona Day 3

Today was not...the sunniest of days. In fact it was gloomy when we looked outside or window this morning, and it had been sprinkling during breakfast. Jamila and I pulled our jackets on, rode the metro across town, went inside the aquarium and by the time we got out it was raining insanely! The drops were heavy and since we had no umbrella we were running down La Rambla trying to make it to the underbelly of Barcelona...I mean the metro.

The aquarium was pretty cool. There weren´t any fish that were unusual, but they had a shark tank with a tunnel you could walk through and have them swim over you. It was incredibly loud in the building as there may have been an entire school of children on a field trip there. The line had zigzagged almost to the road at the front of the plaza placed in front of the aquarium. It went by fast and we enjoyed being inside on such a gloomy day.

When we got out and it was raining we ran to the metro and headed to the castle on the mountain. We got to ride glass trolleys up to the castle on one of those wire zipline things, and we got to the top and yet again, it was raining cats and dogs. At this point we were so soaked that we didn´t care if we stepped in the puddles.

Once we reached the top we ran through the rain to the castle front. There was a wooden slatted bridge which had turned into a waterfall. There were two ramp type cobblestone walkways behind the bridge so all the water that had been getting into the grounds of the castle were rushing down and formed a waterslide type hazard. People were busy taking pictures or trying to find a way around dipping their feet into the gushing water but Jamila and I just wanted to get in so we clomped through the river of water and made it to the top where there was a giant open courtyard and stairs on both ends to lead to an even higher part of the castle. Thunder had started going at this point so we were walking at the highest point in Barcelona with a lightning rod a couple feet away. We probably weren´t the brightest at this point. So after looking out over the entirely to foggy Barcelona we made it down and back onto the metro. It was the longest metro ride of my life. We were soaked to the bone, and my shoes were so badly drenched that I may have to just chuck them as we head out the door to Italy.

Although it was a cold, and way to wet day, it was fun. We felt like such little troopers because all these pansy tourists were carrying around umbrellas. Psh. Who does that?