Day 15 Back to Spain!!
This time the flights were really punctual so at 17.10 we were in El Prat, we took the train, my friend left in Sants station, we say goodbye and I continue until Arc the triunfo, close to Nord station, where I had to take the bus to here again. Here comes the tragedy, I wasn-t allowed to close the ticket by internet of phone, I had to do it personally once I was in Barcelona, so I went there waited 20 minutes and when it was my turn the man there told me there was only places in the bus leaving at 1 in the morning!!!!! (it was 19.15) He had to see my face to become white as he told me to ask the drivers if some traveller finally didn-t take it so he gave me the departure times of all buses to Zaragoza. I wait, and when I saw that the buses leaving at 20.00 were fulled I decieded to go back to Sants station to take a train....the problem was the subway, that has 96801386019 stairs and if you have a 22 kgs trolley with you that can be a problem, I was so tired pulling it and must have such a red face that a guy waited and asked me if I wanted he to help me with it, I thanked him a lot but reject the offer, I told him, “don-t you worry, if God has marked today as my day there`s nothing that can be done”, so he laughed, said goodbye and I continued my way to Sants. When I finally arrived there they told me the trains were all full, at that moment I wanted to die, I curse the bus company and Barcelona 968087 times the first for not letting me close it by phone and the second for having so few mechanical stairs and always in the other sense you need them. I went back once more to the subway, while seriously thinking about the possibility of joining into a gym and build some muscle (I really should but I-m sooooo lazzy) so be ready for that kind of situations next time. After 30 more minutes and 9087 19610 stairs I was back to Nord station, where the 21.30 bus to Madrid via Zaragoza was about to leave, I asked the driver about empty sites and told me to wait until it was the time, at the end there were 3 empty sites for 7 people, in that moment I thought that, coming from Rome, and after visiting the Colosseo, where galdiators used to fight, surviving to extreme heat in Rome and to mosquitoes, I-d kill for one of that seats, luckily later I realized that of all 7 I was the only traveling on my own, the others were all romantic couples so who-d break a in love couple for arriving early???no one, so couple A and me were the chosen to take the bus (I was soooo happy of being single at that moment!!!!!!!) I arrived at 1 in the morning and my medium brother was waiting (we-re 3, I-m the youngest and he-s the one born between me and my eldest brother, I don-t know if medium brother is the word used in English), he asked me to take a taxi or walk, at the end we went home walking while I told him how it went and so.
