Barcelona is FULL of Americans and mopeds – 4th to 6th July 2001

Wednesday 4th We went on another bloody hill walk today to Parc Güell where there’s lots of Gaudi artwork. We shouldn’t have had to walk but most of the damn street escalators weren’t working! It was nice when we got there though.

Two people asked us if we spoke English so maybe we’re so tanned that we now look Spanish. Hah! I think not! I’m still as pasty as anything!

My feet still hurt now from all the walking we did today.

This afternoon we went to see more Gaudi stuff at some building with a bank on the ground floor. We had to pay to get in cos it was like a museum but it was pretty good.

There was an old apartment with all the furniture and stuff still in it. The on the rood there were lots of arches and stuff. It’s all in here!…

We went back to the hotel to get changed and then went out for tea. We went to the harbour bit and to a posher restaurant. It was quite expensive but pretty minging food. We had Spanish food and it was all fishy so I wasn’t too keen. Never mind though, Jake paid for that one!

I rang home again tonight and Mum informed me that Connor quit his job at AMEC because he hates it. He’s got nothing to fall back on though and nothing else lined up. Mum also said it’s very hot at home and there have been floods in Wales around where my Grandma L lived. My dad’s cousin’s caravan’s been washed away. She wasn’t in it though.

Jake and I have now been together for a year and 5 months. 🙂 🙂 🙂

Bye!

Thursday 5th We went to see the gothic part of Barcelona today. It was quite nice with the narrow streets but I can see why that makes it a bad idea to go at night. We went to the Hard Rock Café again for lunch and then present buying around the harbour bit.

We had a wander then ate at Moka which was a nice and fairly cheap café/restaurant place on Las Ramblas. We didn’t do nearly as much today cos we needed presents etc. and didn’t have much money and we’re pretty tired too.

I don’t really want to go home tomorrow. The things I won’t miss are the sticky heat, the scrubby pickpockets and the music shop under our room which plays about 5 songs over and over. Nsync is one of their favourites which we haven’t been too pleased about! I will miss my bed and the bath and having Jake there all the time though.

We have made one conclusion from this holiday and that is that Barcelona is FULL of Americans and mopeds.

Bye!

Friday 6th We left our hotel at about 10am and nearly missed the train to the airport which would’ve meant missing the plane. That was quite scary cos we wouldn’t have known what to do.

The flight home wasn’t too good. It was very bumpy and cloudy so I couldn’t see much. I didn’t like it. I thought I was nervous but the girl behind us started hyperventilating and the cabin crew had to take her to their bit at the back to calm her down.

It was surprisingly hot when we got outside Speke Airport to meet my dad. He was a bit late because of traffic jams but he got there eventually.

I saw Jake again this evening and we just stayed in and watched TV cos everyone else is still away.

Bye!

Worrying him with questions like, “Would you still like me if I had no legs?”– 3rd July 2001

Tuesday 3rd We had breakfast in the hotel this morning and it was really nice. There was a big table in the centre of the room with loads of different foods on it including cakes and doughnuts. I opted for croissants in the end, just to be boring!

We decided to try and go up a hill that Jake went up last year when he was here. After getting lost in the airless Metro tunnels before realising it was a train we needed, we finally made it to the right place. We knew there were trams to the funicular railway which goes to the very top but we didn’t know where to get them from and decided it couldn’t be that far to walk.

Big mistake! It was miles and we were so hot, sweaty and knackered by the time we got to the train thing. I saw a little lizard though.

We ate some food in the shade of a wall at the top of the churchy building at the top of the hill but had no money for a drink. So, pretty much as soon as we got up there, we had a look at the view of the city then went back down the hill.

It was definitely easier and faster to get down and we beat the tram cos it got stuck in traffic. Hah!

We went back to the hotel to have a shower and cool down in our lovely air conditioned room before going to get some more food. What we had for lunch wasn’t very exotic (it was from the Marks & Spencer at the end of the road!) so we went to one of the cafes on Las Ramblas. They said they didn’t have any of the Spanish food we wanted so I ended up with spaghetti bolognaise and Jake had pork chops, I think!

We then walked to the Metro again and went to find the Sagrada Família thing. It’s huge and pretty impressive. They’re still building it so there were loads of cranes and stuff which spoilt it a bit.

We fell out a bit again this evening because Jake asked me to sleep on my bed cos he was hot so we were sleeping miles away from each other. It just annoyed me because we hardly ever get to sleep in the same bed and then when we can, he chucks me out. He also said I’d been worrying him with questions like, “Would you still like me if I had no legs?” etc. I was only messing about though. We both got a bit upset (him more) and we made up and slept in the same bit of bed.

Bye!

I didn’t really fancy getting murdered – 2nd July 2001

Monday 2nd I’m in BARCELONA!!! It’s really nice too! 🙂

Both Jake and I only got a couple of hours sleep before we had to get up to go to the airport. It was nice staying in his bed so I didn’t really want to get out, especially at 5:15am!

I was really hungry but when I went downstairs, nobody was eating so I didn’t either when I was asked if I wanted breakfast. It wall went quiet when I was stood in the kitchen so I went upstairs to escape the awkwardness, telling Jake and his dad I needed to get my things together (lie lie!).

We ended up having breakfast at the airport cos we checked in quite early but they then I wasn’t very hungry due to my nervousness about flying. I’m really pissed off that I’ve gained a new found fear cos there’s no reason why it’s happened! I need not have worried though because the flight was very smooth and very clear so I could see everything that we were flying over.

I was given this at the airport and it’s the network my phone went onto instead of Vodafone…

It was in the newspaper that the cleaners at Barcelona Airport were on strike and had thrown rubbish everywhere. This was true. When we arrived, there were small piles of rubbish everywhere but thankfully it was only shredded paper.

We got a train from the airport to Plaza de Catalunya and then a taxi to our hotel. In actual fact, we could’ve walked to our hotel from where we got off the train but we couldn’t work out which direction to go in from the map.

We got to Hotel Lleo but had to wait a while for a room. The lobby area was nice (lots of marble) but our room was even better. We are in room 101 on the 1st floor (right by the bar!) and have a huge bathroom, 2 single beds pushed together, phone, Sky TV, lots of mirrors, a nice view out onto the street and… these are the best bits… a spa bath, a minibar and adjustable beds! The beds are sooo cool!! It took us a while to work out what the remotes were for and then the beds began to move! Hee hee!! 🙂

This afternoon, we prized ourselves away from our cool beds and went for a wander along Las Ramblas to the harbour thing where there was a huge cruise ship arriving. There were loads of street performers and stalls, some of which were unfortunately selling animals and birds out of tiny cages.

When we got hungry, we really should’ve gone for something Spanish but instead, we opted for the Hard Rock Café there. A starter would’ve done but we had a main meal too and we were so full afterwards!

We went back to the hotel and I rang Mum to say we’d arrived and then we went for a wander to find the beach. After about a 45 minute walk, we arrived and it was very, very manky. It was full of dogs and covered in rubbish. Yuck!!

As if we hadn’t done enough walking, Jake decided he wanted to see what some sculpture right at the end of the road was. I had blisters on my feet already but I assumed he knew a way back that way so I followed him. He didn’t so we had to walk all the way back again. I was reeeally pissed off cos he’d said the beach wasn’t far and he knew my feet were killing me so I marched on ahead. It was also getting dark and I didn’t really fancy getting murdered so I wanted to get back to the hotel asap!

Jake got upset cos he realised I was pissed off but we’ve made up now. My feet are still sore and I’m so tired.

Hmm, what position shall I put my bed in so I can sleep tonight?!

Bye!

Jake had Floyd and I holding his hands – 27th October 2000

Friday 27th Our first day in London!

We stopped over at Cat Elliot’s last night but didn’t get much sleep cos Lizzie Bond talked all night. That’s not good when you have to be up at 4am!

The taxi arrived at Cat’s at 5am and took us to Liverpool Airport. Gethin Turner was his usual hyperactive self even that early but Floyd wasn’t so chirpy. He was totally wetting himself about having to go on a plane! I have to say, I was a bit nervous too so on the flight, Jake had Floyd and I holding his hands.

[Here are some weird doodles that we did on the plane…]

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It went really quickly and we got a coach from Luton Airport to Victoria Station from where we used the underground to get to Earl’s Court where the Youth Hostel is.

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[Here we are on our journey. Left to right: Lizzie, Floyd, Cat, me and Jake.]

The Youth Hostel wasn’t too bad actually. We were all in one room which was quite good. We dumped our stuff there and then got the tube to Harrods cos Jake and Floyd wanted to go in. It was all Christmassy which was nice. Jake dragged us into the ski bit (which depressed me and Cat cos we really need to ski!) and bought £110’s worth of ski gloves. Rip off!

We then went a bit down market and had a look in Gap. I got some cream flared pants from there. [Ew.]

Next we had a look round Covent Garden. I really like it there but I didn’t buy anything. We decided to go to Bond Street after that to get some shopping done. The lads got bored and we got tired so we decided to head back quite early.

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We bought a bottle of Southern Comfort from some shop and drank it with lemonade in bed! I didn’t get pissed though and neither did Jake.

I ended up sleeping in Jake’s bed and it was quite a good night! We got to 3 a few times. Later on, we were just kissing and he stopped and I’m sure he said, “Shall we?” but when I asked, “What?” he changed it and said he thought there was someone outside. I wouldn’t really have wanted to go all the way with the others in the room anyway!

Bye!

They drove past us about 15 times – 4th & 5th August 1999

Wednesday 4th I’m in a Travelodge thing just outside Stirling for the night. We’ve completed the first leg of our journey up to Wick. I’ve not actually got a lot to write down because not a lot has actually happened.

The room here is quite nice and fairly big and Abby and I have a good view of the car park where there are quite a few lads. Earlier, there was a coach load coming back from a Rangers match, we think, and there was another nice one who seems to be staying here. He gave me a second glance when I was at the window but probably only because I was in my nightie with a towel on my head!

We stopped at Westmorland for lunch and there was another Scottie dog there. We were quite a distance away but we could easily tell what breed it was.

We went into Stirling for some tea and to give Mollie a walk. We only ended up in McDonald’s though where I discovered a member of staff who didn’t fit the stereotype. He was nice looking, not greasy and not spotty. I think he was called Graham.

There was a right saddo tourist in there too who was whipping out his video camera and filming the inside of the McDonald’s. One question… Why??!

Dad decided to stick Union Jack flags (left over from the Prom concert at school) up at the windows in the car. His excuse was so that people would think Grandma L was the Queen Mum! Yeah right!!

BYE!

Thursday 5th I’m in Wick now. Yeah!!! It seemed to take ages to get here even though I did sleep a bit before we stopped for lunch. We stopped at the Tomatin Little Chef where there were nice lads working there [God, I was fully on the holiday prowl for boys, wasn’t I?!] with not-so-nice names such as Jeff and Donald. The girl who served us wasn’t much better, being Martha!

We arrived here at Auntie S’s house and were greeted by Auntie S, Rhian, Tom and Minnie. Oh, and Mollie was reunited with Penguin the spaniel (black and white) from across the road where the McLean family used to live. I think they’re in love. Mollie wouldn’t even leave him when we shouted “walkies” at her. There won’t be any puppies though because he’s been ‘done’!

Abby, Rhian and I went for a walk around the town earlier in search of people [boys]. We saw Rhian’s latest obsession, Greg Thompson, in the back of a red Ford Fiesta with 2 of his mates. They drove past us about 15 times and did wave sometimes. They were all okay looking. Apparently Greg lives a few doors down from Rhian’s old house and she used to play with him when she was little. His address is 19 Meadowbank Road, Wick and his phone number is 01955 ******.

Abby found some lad in a tartan Oasis-style hat who she quite likes and I saw Ben McFarlane. He’s lovely. I think he’s 17 and he’s driving now but only his mum’s car which is white with OLL and then 4 numbers for the registration plate. First time I saw him this year (which was today), he was driving up Scalesburn and he kind of grinned and shrugged at Rhian. I don’t know why. I then ran up Port Dunbar so I could see him again coming down Sandigo Drive and it worked. He just smiled. He probably saw me jumping about and grinning a lot in the mirror though. Not good!

BYE!

I found the courage to phone Ralph – 23rd – 27th May 1998

 [It was the school hols and I’d gone camping in Pembrokeshire with Emma and her family.]

Saturday 23rd I thought the journey would never end. The campsite, Lleithyr Meadow, is quite nice and it’s got decent showers and everything. [This is the equivalent of a 5 star review from teen me.]

I only had about 2 hours sleep and I’m knackered. The tent’s really cold and not comfy at all.

I’m so tired.

BYE!

Sunday 24th Emma’s mum roped me and Emma into going on a 6 mile coastal walk with her. Never again! It went really hot and most of it was uphill. Emma was permanently moaning that she was too unfit and I was legging it ahead and my knees and left ankle suffered. I shouldn’t have run so much.

There’s this really weird lad called Duncan on the site. He’s collected a lot of female followers. He’s 13 and they’re all about 7. He swings about on the play area and he pretends to be a Teletubbie. FREAK!!!

I found the courage to phone Ralph. He sounded pleased and said he’d cheered up a bit. He said he still liked me when Emma asked.

BYE!

Monday 25th We went to Whitesands Bay today. [But sod the scenery everyone…] There was this drop-dead gorgeous lad there and he was looking at me.

[Maybe he was admiring my oh-so-chic Adidas joggers.]

[Maybe he was admiring my oh-so-chic Adidas joggers.]

Emma found a dead dogfish in the sea and paraded around with it in her hand. Yuk!

We phoned Freddie tonight as well. Nowt interesting.

BYE!

Tuesday 26th We didn’t do a lot today – too tired.

We went on this well good boat trip round Ramsey Island today. It’s been on Blue Peter. We went in caves and over rapids. It was so good.

Phoned Ralph again. Didn’t say much but he did give me a chance to wind Emma up about Gina Black (Freddie’s ex who still fancies him). He only said he walked home with her really.

The Freak wanted us to join his gang. As if!

BYE!

Wednesday 27th I’m home. I’m tired. I’m going to bed.

We did a 4-way call. Ralph really wants me to come to the cinema and didn’t want me to hang up.

Night night.

BYE!