Girona (aka Girona) was not favorable to us. It was raining outside the windows. We didn't have umbrellas or raincoats. She wrapped her trunk and backpack in sewn-in raincoats, and pulled a hat over her head.
In the morning we woke up around five, we quickly packed our backpacks and headed to the subway. In the still sleeping dark city, we came across a group of young African gop-stoppers who caught every drunken passer-by and demanded something from him.
In the morning I woke up from a terrible cold! It was blowing from the windows, the harmful receptionist turned off the air conditioning for us. Somehow after taking a shower, we went to eat.
The plane landed at the main airport in Barcelona. At a stop near the airport, we jumped into a bus with the inscription "Center", tried to establish contact with the driver, but did not find common ground and for 2 euros we drove to Espanya Square by typing, and then using the GPS navigator on the ...