Day 8 - Nice Night of the Disaster Day

Yes, I'm back... :)

After that unpleasant experience I stayed at my room for a while. If I were in Istanbul or somewhere else in Turkey, it wouldn't be a problem but living something like this in Barcelona was very bad. And the only one I shared this with was Astro, because he was the perfect match. Let me write what would have happened if I told others;

Mum : would die

Dad : would start to drive Barcelona because he can't get in a plane

Volkan : would not hesitate to come immediately and kill that man whatever it takes

Bert : would call the turkish embassy and ask for Fenerbahçe fans in Barcelona and send a bunch of holigans

Katie : would have nervous breakdowns

Yaso and Izo : would not say a word

So, Mr. Astro Nayths was the right choice because he was calm, rational, caring as usual! Although not saying it clearly, he made me remember his concerns about human trafficking and other stuff when I told him that I'll travel alone :))))

Anyway, after a few hours of rest I decided to go out. Barri Gotic was my destination because the square over there was always crowded. When I arrived there, there were many people around, and a band playing music. They were really good...I bought a sandwich and ate it sitting on a bench...while eating it, I was looking around and noticed a museum again : Museum Diocesa. It was a nice one, with the drawings and explanations of Gaudi's churches...and there was other stuff, guest painters and some interesting swords and that kind of things...

There were plates on the second floor's ceiling. I was standing under them and looking. The man who is responsible from that floor came near to me and said that he is impressed. He told me that he likes those plates but nobody notices them. That I was the only one who looked up and saw them. He said that I'm going to be very successful with that 'detail-catching' habit :)))

After that, I had a walk around. Stopped by a cute cafe and had a glass of sangria...some shopping of course. I was feeling bad, that was my right!!!! :)

I decided to try for Figueres on the next day, and spend my last say for buying presents...but I couldn't do that :)))

Day 8 - Figueres Disaster

Just to please my Astro,

I'll write quick not on my first trial to figueres.

We woke up in the morning, as usual Rodgiuez didn't want to leave. Renfe station was in Passeig De Garcia, so we decided to walk there...we bought our tickets, and get in the train. One train. Because nobody told us which train to take! But we were thinking that it is the true one...

On the fifth station, we faced with the ugly train. We just ran out of the train, and passed the way under the railroads in order to find somebody...the ticker girl wasn't speaking English, and there wasn'y anyone else except a man who is in his 40's...and the station was very little, looking like abandoned...

We said 'Figueres' to the girl and she showed us the other port. So we went there and started to wait. But there wasn't any trains after 10 minutes...the only thing in that station was that mani and he was looking at us all the time. Then he made some gestures and hand movements. We thought that he was trying to tell us something about the train...but it wasn't...he was trying to contact...

Rodriguez got angry, and I didn't care, we just looked to the other side. After 15 minutes, we worried about that train, and decided to go back to the ticket office (by passing the tunnel under the railroads) and ask her again. When we reached the tunnel, we realized that man is coming towards us...we fastened our steps, but while passing through him, he grabbed my arm...and pulled me towards himself...at that moment, the world stopped spinning. My mind went somewhere that I don't know, and fear filled all of my body. I don't know how did I do it, but I made a quick moment and rescued myself...then ran up the stairs as fast as I can...

Thank God, there was a couple...I went near to them and started to wait the train back to Barcelona. I was afraid. It wasn't a good idea to insist on going Figueres...

He followed me. On the train. After that, on the subway. Until I arrive Las Ramblas...I was totally scared, and by chance I saw a police car...I went there and told them what happened. they immediately surrounded me, took that man and arrested him. Then one of the cops gave me a lift to my hotel...

I'm really going on quick, because it was not pleasant at all...I never felt that much scared...there weren't any people...he could do anything to me...

Day 7 - L'aquarium

Rodriguez and I, on the aquarium way :)

It was too late when we went bed, we took our time to sleep in the morning because it was going to be our 'camp' day for Figueres. Unlike some other people, we didn't went and dive into sea, we just went to L'aquarium :)))

We had great expectations like those huge tanks' apperance, their similarity to Mediterrenean...

But there was only Medi, no sign of terrenean :). They put some fish into the tanks, like a pet shop. And made a big tank to call it 'We are giving you the experience of Mediterranean'. Like a joke!

First of all, tanks were small for sea animals. Come on yani, they used to live in sea, a huge sea! You must be generous!!!

The big tank which has a tunnel design was also too small. I counted 7 or 8 sharks in it. It's not even enough for 2 or 3 of them! Poor guys...they were turning and turning around...

And the poor penguins...I hope it's cold in their tank!!!

To evaluate, as I said, tanks were so small for those animals first of all. And they weren't clean at all. I got really angry at that! If you are keeping those animals in, you have to provide them the best conditions. But no...!!!

One day, if I have enough money (we are going to spend most of the money for a rounded house), I'll build and aquarium which has all facilities to keep those animals as home. And find a way to get closed all other aquariums around the world!

But the seahorses were very cute. Somebody just gave birth, there were microscobic seahorses. In want to feed a seahorse. I really do. Can somebody tell me where to adopt one? Of course I have to keep it in my bedroom, otherwise stupid deaf cat will....:)

Anyway, after that we had a little walk and made some shopping from on street shops which are build for sunday. Not for me, this time I only shopped for my mother :)))

We spent the rest of the day by resting...we had to, because Rodriguez insists of loving me. I'm trying to tell him that this harms both of us, but no...

Day 6 - Ep 2 - Cosmocaixa

A whole entry is gone! Notes lost it! I can't believe that happened amaaaaan!

I have to write it again now...

We went the hotel for our next visit. Took the subway to Tibidabo, in which 'Vicky Christina Barcelona' was shot. We were going there just to please a man called Astro Nayths who can be a real heartbreaker sometimes.

After the subway we saw the signs to our destination but they were showing a uphill :s. Thank God, there was a little tram station right there. The man who sells the ticket helped us, and promised to show where should we drop off. The tram was like the one in Taksim, but blue-yellow. Like TD sponsored it :)

We reached there after a little walk. To where? :)

COSMOCAIXA , Museu de la Cienca :)

It was too big. Really. It's set on a 30.000 something of area :)

There was a part called AbraCadabra which is about audio/visual stuff. They put a camera obscura there! Not good as ours but it was nice :) We still lead the pinhole camera league :p

It was followed by pre-historic times and then Darwin. A road from Darwin opens to the natural life area. Fishes, frogs, snakes, and plants... While you are walking in the forest, some ground birds come and stand in front of you :)

But it was hard to stay long, because it was 'zestainomai' again. ( this is the only greek word that I know but I can't believe how useful it is, this teacher is really good at his job:) )

Anyway, we skipped some parts of the museum. I had some fair reasons for that and Rod supported me. But those 'good reasons' made us sad at the end. We don't want to talk about that subject and the rest of Cosmacaixa.

And while all those were happening, Astro was missing. Rod called FBI, but they told us to wait for 24 hours. What a shame!

At last he showed up when we were resting, and we took back our red report on Interpol :)

Finally we got hungry, and go out to have dinner. Found a little cute please...but at the middle of our meal, a power breakdown occured :) so we ate it with candle light. And wrote our cards under candle light also, very romantic :)

On the way hotel, we bought ourselves cafe latte and had another balcony trip...

Day 6 - Ep 1- MACBA

Yes, finally I finished my medical examining. It's good to have a doc father, he can take care of Rodriguez even he is far away.

The situation is not good. We'll see what's going on when I'm back but doc said that it seems not good. Looks like a hernia :s

Anyway this morning me and of course Rodriguez decided to go to MACBA, contemporary art museum of Barcelona. That's where Lokum (Thorsten Herken :) ) recommended me. Rodriguez didn't leave me alone, he is a pure art lover!

MACBA has 3 floors and many exhibitions. But the ones I liked were Bennet Rossell's and Fischer's. I wanted to kill Wolman because of the usage of 60mins 35mm's stock for nothing! We have to pay for it!!!!

Rossell's exhibition was wonderful. He drew many little things on everything. By little I mean little, not more than a height of 1cm. And although being that little, very detailed. I spend most of my time watching and figuring those details. His equipment was there too, he used to work with a magnifying glass!

And his films...those flicker effects...were really good! Thanks to my contemporary art teacher (Nursen Bakir) fof making me watch good examples of that. So I can decide good and bad.

Rossell is an artist, what he had done is art unlike others. Modern art sometimes, actually most of the time seems stupid to me. Painting two canvases with grey and put together cannot be art. Or placing bricks randomly on floor. I bet the artist didn't place them on purpose!

Art has to tell something. Drawing a cube on a piece of paper is nothing for me. It can't tell anything. Yes I admit that creativity that comes from simplicity is the perfect one (for me) but that's not it...I find those things snob. Not artistic or creative. And sorry my friends but I can't understand people who stand in front of those things like they're examining and understanding something...

After MACBA, I bought a very complex mousetrap to Bert that will help him to catch mice in their house with Katie :)))

Rodriguez started to murmur again, so we came to our room. I'm telling him that I have a conservative(!) family but he doesn't understand...

While we were resting, cleaning ladies knock the door. I tried to tell them that I'll leave the room in 30mins but we couldn't get along :) finally my best friend in the hotel Sergio called and dealed :)))

Day 5 - Picasso Museum and dinner in balcony

Hello again my 3, or 4, but at most 5 followers :)))

Me and backache, which I will call it Rodriguez from now on, woke up in the morning. Took an erotic shower together and went to thr Aerobus station. I was very self confident,because I knew the road, but Rodriguez was a little shy. We went to the airpot to change my flight. Rodriguez wanted me to my him a ticket but I explained him that ge belongs here...i got used to him but it would be better for us to seperate as soon as possible. He felt sad, but I'm sure he can get over it.

We changed the flight with expense difference. With an expensive expense difference. But the good thing is that I can arrive to Ataturk airport which is better for me.

Then we turned back again to Placa Catalunya. I told Rodriguez that he can feel free to leave any time he wants, it's not a problem, but he insisted on coming. He likes me, I'm afraid he is a German backache :)))

We took the subway to Picasso Museum. The station was called Jaume 1, but there is not a 2. Barcelona government is smart enough to think about future :)

We sat on a wall, because Rodriguez said he has to rest. A young lady asked something to us, and we asked her how to go the museum. She told us, and we left to go to Princess Street.

By hoping to see a frog in that street, we took photos. Actually I took photos and had it wait Rodriguez to catch up with me. He is a real pain in the ass (literally!)

Anyway, ticket lady asked me if I'm alone or not, I told her about Rodriguez but she said it's free for the ones under some age. At least he doesn't cost me anything yet, that is a good thing. She asked my nationality too and this time I asked her what is it for...it was for statistics as Astro can tell us as I said before :)

First, we went to the Picasso vs Rusiñol exhibition. It was forbidden to take photos. To confess, I only liked the handwritings, some drawings on pocket notebooks and poster designs. Sorry but I'm not into in that much...

After finishing that, we went to the store and bought some presents. It was a rich store, better than Sagrada Familia's...I'm sorry for my dad that he is going to pay for his own present :)

Then we went to see the permanent exhibition. Most of us (actually including me in a way) know Picasso as a cubic artist...like he doesn't have any other works. But when hanging around here, I realized a very important thing. Thanks Picasso!

It was that; in order to distort something, first you have to do it's original in the most perfect way. For instance if you're going to paint a surreal or cubic dog, first you have to be able to paint a real dog like it is real. Without having this experience and practise, you won't be able to know how to distort it.

There was a saloon for Picasso's ceramic works. I must admit that they were really creative...

And a saloon for his best friend and personal secretary...

Rodriguez got really bored and started to push me to go. My stomach agreed with him. We went out, and because of Rodriguez again we sat on thr first place in the street.

After sending a message to Astro which will excite his pity, Rodriguez and I went for a drink but again we got lost. On our way, we saw a shop which I can't tell what it is about. We can just say that, it was wonderful! Very great idea!

Rodriguez was like a kid who keeps saying 'I'm thirsty, I have to pee, I need to go to bed...'

We had a coke (because of my diet I don't drink coke in normal, but a coke with lemon and ice was exactly what I need on that 'zestainomai' day!!!

Again I wrote and wrote cards, letters...to Katie, and Izlem and Andreas. He needs to have a proof of my first abroad trip, my German father! Immm he my father but doesn't send money, I have to go over it :) and Izlem, we wrote each other all the time, it will be a shame if I don't write to her when I'm here...( in my bedroom, a note written on toilet paper stays still. Written by izlem and her sister...and my menu for their kitcgen is still attached to their refrigerator:) )

Aaa something good happened by the way. A friend of mibe who is going to get married in September asked me a favor. She wants me to design their wedding invitations! That's what she always wanted she said, I mean she wanted me to design her invitations... I'm glad! So happy for that :)))

Anyway, we found the subway and got back. Rodriguez was crying so we decided to go back to the room and have dinner in our balcony. From Boqueria Market we bought some blackberries, raspberries, watermelon and gouda cheese. I wish they were selling gouda with pepper but no :(((

We made a Turkish set up in balcony. We really mean Turkish, croissant was placed on a toilet paper :)))

Rodriguez and I enjoyed our meal. I was hoping that he'll sleep and maybe I'll go out but he was like a genie! He stayed with me and Astro till 5 am! He is a very persistent boy!

But finally, because he had nothing to do when I was asleep, he came into bed and slept :). (unlike Astro! :) )

I miss Izlem and Yasemin and CSI Miami...

Day 4 - Ep 3 - Barri Gotic, Santa Caterina and Dali

And now, the best time of the day...

I had a rest for my back, and during this searched for Barri Gotic, the old town of Barcelona. Google maps couldn't showed me something logical so I forgot about Barri Gotic and dive into a random side street on Rambla.

Without thinking I walked, stopped by the interesting shops...when I arrived to a square, there were many tourists around...that must be an important place! :)

I was just hanging around, taking photos, examining buildings...and something came to my mind. Those buildings were old, and had a ancient style of architecture...so...? Was that Baar Gotic? :)

Yes it was! Again I made it, but it took me too long to understand, because I wasn't thinking. I was just lost in somewhere, and that was perfect!

There was an old house which was open to public. I climbed to its terrace and looked around...then a music started...from somewhere close. It was very beautiful! Like a movie, I just followed the music...if that was a movie, Jim Carrey would show up in the corner but he didn't, so I turned to the real life :)

There was orchestra playin Catalan music on the street. The big square in front of the old church was full of people! They were dancing in circles, Catalan dancing...and the orchestra were set on the stairs. I found myself a place and start to listen and watch.

The music was perfect, and they were playing perfect. Some couples were dancing Waltz instead of Catalan. I wish I could dance...although it's been a very long time that I didn't dance waltz, I still remember and can dance :)))

I learned how to dance Catalan by watching their steps. It's not that hard, so easy actually...I don't know how long I stayed there but finally thr music was over. So I left...

There was a road sign in front of me. Left one was showing La Rambla and the right one was showing 'Mercat de Santa Caterina!!! Ours Katerina is a Saint too, and she is thd right side of our lives, so I chosed to go that way :)

The mercat was too big but of course closed. I went closer to examine its colorful roof and saw Santa Caterina Cuines. Suddenly I realized that I haven't had dinner, so just went in!

I ordered a Catalan food made by Catalan sausage and beans which has a sauce with olive oil and green spices. And also a glass of cava...

Food was delicious abd cava was strong. Unfortunately I realized that too late. It happened all in a minute, after the last drop my head started to spin like a ball!!

That cava made me reaaall drunk! I don't know how did I pay and leave :)))

While walking I was smiling, not smiling actually laughing! That what happens when I'm drunk and there's nothing to do with it!

I sat on a bench in the square and tried to wake up. Also checked my location :))) there weren't any signs and google maps was wrong again. So I kept moving without knowing again!

On my way, suddenly I saw something like Dali museum...I thought that this is a hallucination of my drunk mind but it wasn't! And it was closing at 10 pm so I had a complete one hour!

This exhibition is not mentioned in anywhere... I mean google or anything...but it's great! It has almost all paper works and most of the paintings of Dali. And also sculptures, models, and his own photos...it was really huge and worth to go!

I was impressed once more by him and of course my 'drunky' situation influenced it :))

When I was leaving I felt sorry for seeing this without Astro, so I bought him a card as an apology :)))

I got back to my room and spend some time in my balcony, watching people again. That was a very productive day!!!

Day 4 - Ep 2 - Casa Batllò

Evek, Spanair and shopping adventure...when I was done with my shopping, my back start to hurt again. My plan was go to my room, have some rest and go out. Buuuutt on the way to subway I saw that the line in front of Casa Batllò is too short! I couldn't stop myself and went over there.

The girl who I bought tickets, asked where am I from. Reply is given but I couldn't understand why...( yes I know that you know the answer again Astro)

This Gaudi guy was a jerk...believe me! That was a rounded house! Like my future house! I drew plans for it when I was in high school. The door handles...were completely same with mine!!!!!!

I was standing in front of a door, and examining the handle. Front one, back one, from right, from left, from top, from bottom, from 22.5 degrees, 37 degrees, 48 and 74 degrees....touching and trying it...I just drew it, I needed to know if it is ergonomical or not! Other visitors were looking at me weirdly but I didn't care and did the same thing for the round corners...he stoled my geniousity!

On the second floor again my batteries died...they were new! I should buy rechargable batteries...or I shouldn't be visiting Gaudi's work. Each time something happens!

Sagrada Familia: dead batteries and extreme high place

Park Guell: killing pain

Casa Batllò: dead batteries again, stolen artwork and architecture and pain!!!

There were too many floors and rooms...2 main doors for each floor, and letters written on them consecutively.

Roof was amazing. Really it was....I can't describe how beautiful is that dragon back!!!

It took about 1 hour for me to see whole house. I bet Bert would spend more time in :)))

The view of thd house from street made me think that it's a design of Dali. The window borders look like a nose combining with lips...like nose/lip obsessive Dali :)))

I miss my cat. Izlem sent me a mms of him. He is stupid but I love him. And although everbody says that it's too bad that he is deaf, I think that makes life easier for both us :)))

Day 4 - Ep 1 - Museu de Cera and Spanair

And the 4th day...after having a whole day rest one day before, I woke fresh!

Put a dress on, a really short one...very short one which I have to wear it with shorts in Istanbul. It was perfect to walk like this without gaining any attention!

I had a sandwich in my bag, so I ate it on my way to Museu De Cera, the wax museum placed at the end of La Rambla.

To tell the truth it was disapponting...yes it was huge and had some great things that I'm going to mention about but most of the models don't look like the real persons. Pope was looking like Robin Williams more than himself for instance :)

Che and Bill Clinton were nothing to do with theirselves...maybe Einstein a little. But the worst one was Julia Roberts! It was like a joke!!!!

But there were some good details; a gypsy girl's feet were wonderful. Her fingers' positioning while dancing...and some facial details were good, like the color changes and moles on the skin.

There was a submarine, for the trip under the seas...you really enter in a submarine, water flows under it and it has an extra chamber that you can see mermaids. At the first look I thought 'how come those wax models stay in water?'. Then I got a closer look and got the trick, water bubbles were of course coming between two glasses of window :))). ( Yes Astro, you could understand this without examining, I know :). )

After that, I saw a man on a wheelchair. I thought he was a model too but he was real :) he had 2 computers in front of him, and he said something to me angrily in Catalan. Then I figured out that he was asking me if I want a photo montage or not. But not in a polite manner :))))

The next room was dark. And scary. That was the point anyway, when I realized that it's something like fear tunnel, I was already scared. You can't imagine how fast I ran out :))

Then the Star wars room...or the spaceship :). Music was playing and most of the people were there, of course not looking much like themselves...

I went out from Cera, and walked on Rambla to have a drink. Because I had to rest and then go to find Spanair office in Passeig De Gracia.

Before leaving, I went to use the restroom and as I'm going out the place a worker of that place said 'You are very beautiful' to me. I thanked but couldn't understand which beauty is he talking about :)))

Subway is my place, I learned every line of it :))) with a print out of google maps of Spanair office, I was on streets...it was complicated and nobody knew where it is. I walked walked walked...finally I got tired and hungry. Just went to some place without looking anything. I wish I had a look!

There was nothing good to eat...so I ordered a tuna fish salad but still couldn't understand what did I eat. It was nothing to do with tuna fish, it was something else :)))

Anyway, looking for Spanair was a must, so I kept going. And as everybody who aim something, I found the plaza. The security of that plaza (like Sener Abi of ours ;) ) asked me where am I looking for. I told him and he said the office is moved, they only have an office in Airport now. He spoke Catalan but I understood again :)))

So there was nothing to do...just because of that I went to Desigual and bought a dress, not because of any other particular reason :)))

Day 3 - Stuck in the room

Day 3 was a really stupid day. It started nice, ended as a disaster...

In the morning everything was fine, my back wasn't hurting too much and Park Guell was waiting for me. He is another German guy I met there, her parents made him in a park that's where his name comes from.

The lady in the tourism office told me bus number and the driver adviced to watch the led screen in the bus. There was traffic, not bad as İstanbul but there still was.

I spent an hour in the bus, but still no signs for Park Guell...then I saw something different between the blocks and thought I'm there. But I wasn't :) I should have listened to the driver...

The Indian grocer showed me the way to walk, and he said 'a little english, not bad ha?' while I'm leaving. Indians are cute here, I love them speaking English :)

Anyway, I was looking for someone to ask directions because there weren't any signs...finally I saw a middle aged lady with her golden jewels and bright nail paints. I asked her how to go, she couldn't understand... I used body language while talking in Turkish and she used too by speaking Catalan, but we made it...she told me that it will be hard to walk because its up on the hill, I should wait with her and get in the bus, then she'll tell me where to drop off. Yes she made all those gestures and we understood each other :)))

Our bus came and we sat together. She was telling me about something and I was saying 'si,si...','aaaa?!','correcto...'. We were both happy, friendship doesn't have borders :)

When we arrived to my station, she kissed me, fixed my dress, and say bye. I'm sure everybody thought we know each other...

I started to walk in Park Guell, took a few pictures and ta-daaaa! My back felt it is cut into pieces. I couldn't take another step. Wait for a while tried to reach the exit...with each step it wad getting worse and I was crying. Immediately I connected myself to my father, and he told me to go to my room as soon as possible, take the pills and rest...

Subway station was far away so I took the bus and after arriving Placa Catalunya went to a cafe to eat something before the pills...that rest was good, on my walk to hotel I pictured K,G and Astro :p A street artist shouted at me because I'm taking a picture without paying :)

And then I went to the pharmacy and asked for Cataflam as 'Cataflamico?'. She said no. I asked 'Buscopanita?' and again she said no. At last I asked for 'Diclofenico?', she finally said 'si sii diclofenaco' :))))

I took my medicine and had a rest for hours....even made siesta. I made a skype call with Bert and then Ayca, those broke my silence diet :) At night I was feeling ok to go out. By the instructions given by my doc, I walked and had rest, walked and rest, walk and rest...like old ladies.

While having my Sangria, I again wrote a letter to Katie. I feel like a post office :) it made me a little drunk, I was about to cry! Sangria changes my mood :)

Then I went to the port, sat on a tail of a lion, let people taking my pictures :))))

On my way back to room, I had dinner in somewhere. At that moment the game ended and crazy Spanish people started to shout! Celebrations were really funny, but we did more creative things when we won the 3rd.

There was a crowd around the celebrating groups but I couldn't get any pictures. Because I'm short! I couldn't even see them...and that's all Astro's fault, he is a skyscaper but always in the wrong location :))))

From my balcony, I watched the passing maniacs of Spain but it wasn't funny at all. One of them tried to climb to the hostel across the street and cops arrived :))))

My battery's dying now, and that was all for yesterday.

I fell asleep again hoping to get well soon the next day...

And I miss Bert. I used to tell him what I've done in detail everyday (he doesn'g listen to me, always thinking something else but we are managing it that way) like an elementary school kid. He will go when I'm back and this is bad. Good for him and K of course but I'm going to miss him. There won't be anyone to save me from agencies :)))) (that also means I won't have Katie too! Puffff!)

Day 2 - Ep 2 - Being lost

Yep, let's move on to my stupid adventure...

After having lunch, I took the subway (I have an unlimited card) and dropped by the station 'Diagonal'.

Without having a destination I started to walk...side streets to side streets...there were too many shops around there, I think that's the best place to buy your needs.

Diagonal is diagonal..As I know Gaudi designed this area too. He was afraid to go out for a long time, and on the first day he went out, he was crashed by the tram. Nobody could recognise him in the hospital, because nobody used to know him! Being asocial is not a good thing as you see, to whom it may concern....:))))

So he designed the edges of the buildings diagonal. That used to let tram to turn without having a chance to crash people. There aren't any trams now, but that's the reason...

Anyway, because of walking unconciously, I got lost of course :) buildings were looking similar and I had no idea where am I. But it felt so good. In a country that I don't know, hearing a language that I don't understand and having no idea where to go, what to do...I loved it!

Then my back started to hurt me. I didn't listen to it and said 'Back, please go back!'. It didn't go, and I didn't care.

As I turn a corner I saw 'womens secret!' My eyes got bigger and heart beats got stronger. I almost ran into it :)))) you know, I have two new friends and womens secret is exactly what they need!

I made shopping...a real shopping. Sorry dad, and thank you for paying although you don't know that you have to pay yet.

There was a shop called 'nice things' and all their products are hand made. I mean the accessories, all the bags, shoes...they were wonderful but so expensive. Yes it's true that I'm becoming a woman but not that much to pay a treasure on a bag :)))

Then I stopped by one of the dining places, without knowing the area I arrived :) in here I wrote little letters for Bert, Katie, Astro and G. While doing this I was smiling on my own and again a German guy sitting next to me said 'hi, do you mind if I ask the reason of your smile?'...

We talked for just a little while, and he asked me if I have any plans for night. 'maybe we could have dinner, and go to somewhere after that...'

I told him that we are a very traditional spanish family, and my brothers won't let me do such a thing. That I can go out only in day, after the sunrise I have to go home. He really surprised and said he cannot believe such things still happen. :))))

So, after that he gave up with me. 2 Germans in a day, pretty good ha? :)))

I left there and started to walk again. Google maps helped me to figure out my current location, I was 3 stations away from my beginning point and walked almost 10 kms. That wad explaining the pain in my back. When I arrived to Placa Catalunya, it was still hurting but I went to 'desigual' anyway...to be like K. :))))

I made some shopping there too. You can't believe the coat I bought! I love Murat Emiroglu! I really do! He made me beautiful! This coat couldn't fit me before but now it looks perfect! Thanks again dad, this is another thing what you are going to pay :)))

As every woman, when it comes to H&M, it's a must for me to go in...my back was killing me at that point, but stupid me didn't stop. I really have a woman in me!

When I got into my room, I realized that I did something really stupid. Idiot Yaprak! I spent whole night on the bed, hoping to get well soon next day...

Next day will come later...now I have to go and change my flight!

Day 2 - Ep.1- Sagrada Familia

Ooo yeah come on check it out!

I'm stuck in my room right now. Because of a very bad backache...and I'm not blaming only my body, but my brain too.

Yesterday, I mean on the second day, I woke up, took a shower and went to 'Mercato Boqueria'. I haven't seen any place colorful than this one before! Every stand in entrance are full of fruits and fruit juices with colirfyl pipes. They never put an orange pipe to an orange juice, always choosing different colors...

I was thinking that I am doing something, but a when a seller shouted at me like 'Signora?! Are you ok?' (in spanish of course), I woke up :) Scene was like that; a girl is standing in the middle of the market and watching with an open mouth... By in the middle I really mean really in the middle, killing the traffic...

Anyway, I was starving for blackberries in Istanbul. ( I was about to bite my phone) Everybody told me that now is not its season, they will appear in september. But here they have blackberries, and they're delicious!

So I bought some blackberries and 10 strawberries. The lady was looking at me like I'm crazy, and I explained why I am doing so in Turkish. She replied in Catalan, we both smiled, and I left :)

On the corner, there is a little coffee shop which has croissant also. Itvwas the only mussing thing for my breakfast. After having it, I was ready to have breakfast on Rambla.

I jumped into a side street, eating my blackberries. That one ended me near to Hard Rock Cafe. It was HDC! We used make our graduation parties in Hard Rock, Ankara but it is closed now and it's been more than 5 years. Of course had a coffee there :)

Neyse iste, I took the subway to Sagrada Familia. You have to change lines in order to arrive anx nobody in the station speak English except the Indian guy who is selling water.

Sagrada Familia is a complete shock! As I stepped out from the station, I saw it. You never expect to see it that fast. Shocking! Too big! It's normal that nobody can finish it, it's big, very big! :)

I waited the long long line to get in. There still continues a construction in the church, you can't get closer to many things. It's forbidden to use stairs to the towers. You have to be in the lift and the line for it...pufff!

Because of the long line for the lift, I preferred to go and see the museum. To confess, I hate museums. Most of them...unless it's not very interesting. The things that piqued my interest were those;

- hand drawings of the figures...
- gaudi's 1/25 models
- hanging model of sagrada familia.

After that, I went to the exhibition about Gaudi and Nature. How did he inspired by nature...some of them were pretty interesting, especially the fruit things :)))

Then I decided it's time to take the lift. It took more than one hour...but it was fun to watch people. There weren't any locals, I suppose they all have been here :)

When we reached the top, Barcelona seemed as an ugly city to me. It's better when you are stepping the ground. But I have nothing bad to say about the design of the towers. It was like a joke, he did them almost as good as I can :)

There are two options to go downstairs; either the lift or the stairs. I chosed the stairs, there was 25 floors to go! On 24th floor, my camera's batteries died...I buried them and put a RIP (recharge in peave) sign. :))

Stairs were very narrow and from both sides you see high places. High places! Narrow stairs! I cannot even use an elevator made by glass, although if it travels at mos 3 floors. 25 floors in this conditions and me!

Of course, as usual, my blood pressure decreased, I start to swear cold...and I suppose my skin got white.

I stuck on the wall, no movements, waiting that turn into normal although knowing it won't. I used to leave the saloon while watching King Kong. The Empire State sequence was about to kill me, I'm afraid of high places that much and I was all alone in that church!

And for my luck, nobody showed up for 10 mins or so. Finally a German guy appeared. He came near to me, examined my face and decided that I'm not good :) I told him about the situation and said he doesn't have any other choices, he had to take me with him. And he did. He was kind man. I'm like a magnet of kind German men :)))

After we reached the entrance, I thanked him, and he offered me dinner.
I don't know what to do with that German thing...

There was a shop in the complex, for sovueniers and so. I can't tell anything about this place, sorry :)

I was done with Sagrada Familia, it took 5 hours including the rests and breaks to send messages to Astro :)))

Around Sagrada Familia there aren't many places to eat unlike it's expected.
So I found 'Piacere', not a traditinal one :))) I had my lunch there about 5 pm and after eating I wanted a tea as quick as possible! The thing is , I almost never want to have tea in Turkey :)))

That's all for now, for Sagrada Familia. Tomorrow I'll write about Diagonal!

1. Gun - Kiyamete gelme kismi

Writing with iphone, you 'have' to excuse wrong typos!

For English press me, or for English again press me. I can't write in both languages so for my Kitty and Astro, we're going to English :)

We waited for an hour at the airport to take our luggages. 'we' is all passangers, I didn't make any friends. I'm trying to stay silent!

After that I went to the tourism office and learned how to arrive to my hotel. Fat lady told me to get of in 'placa catalunya' and walk. I wish she walks too, she was really fat:)

I paid my ticket, got into the bus and said 'hello uncle driver!'. He answered me; 'hello tourist girl!' and helped me not to get lost. At the last stop I left the bus and asked where La Rambla is to a chinese driver...he speaked in chinese and I replied in turkish but it worked :))

While walking on La Rambla, I saw the store that I'm going to buy 'katie dresses' :)) 1 km later I was at my hotel! Like all the others, receptionist girl thought I'm spanish and surprised when I ask about my reservation in English... She said that I'm more spanish than herself...

The weird thing is that, I feel like I always lived here. Even taxi drivers are like turkish ones, almost nothing feels strange!

On La Rambla, there was a huge crowd when I went out for dinner. It's really lije Taksim. They are selling those flying things with light in here too :))) I walked on Rambla from beginning to end just to find a market and buy toothpaste! Finally I found one 'supermercato'. There was Halls! The cubic candies of my childhood! And the stupid gum 'Orbit'. I bought plenty of them! (thanks for paying dad!)

Then I realized my stomach is about to quit its job, so found a place (on middle pavemeng of course!) and ordered aperatives with cava...right in front of me there was a street artist. He was wearing a white suit and a hat (unlike thd black swan Astro!) and sitting on a closet. His face and all body parts that are open was white also...he has his toilet paper, water flash, everything...I started to watch him while eating. Then started to take some photos and he saw me. We tossed our drinks from our places, in air. That's why I may call hkm Alberto. I want him to be Alberto :)))

I was thinking to walk some more but Alberto wad very interesting, so I couldn't leave him. He was alone! When he jumped off his platform and started to get prepared to leave, I felt sorry for him...He was sitting there maybe for hours, but when he was eating his sandwich with his own clothes got more attraction. Because it wad sad, it was like he didn't eat anything for days...( this was a scene which will gain Astro's attention :) )

Of course while those things happening, I was drinking my cava...and in the middle I realized I'm almost drunk :))) I finished it anyway but I was flying on the way back hotel :)))


My flip-flops hurt my feet...from the first day I have wounds on my tiny little feet! Yes they are too little and a wound means whole surface :(((


Now I'm in mg balcony...Rambla is still crowded...

My plan for tomorrow is to visit wax museum and then go to Sagrada Familia.

Only thing that bothers me is silence! I can move but can't talk! Its like an education but I can tell it won't last long :)))

Many ambulances passed with their lights on, I think the 'big bosses' heard that I arrived and having heart attacks :)))

That's all for now, I have to take a shower...

Hadi bakiim :))))

(everybody really think I'm spanish!' )

1. Gun - Alamete binis kismi

Evek, Tom Hanks tribine girmeye basladim ben burda. Saatler geciyo, ama bi kismi gecemiyo bi turlu, enteresan.

Havaalani personeli deli deli bakiyo bana. Devamli dolasip, 4 saatte toplam 9 kere disari cikip iceri girdigimden olabilir. 'Basurum var ondan boyleyim abi' demek istiyorum hepsine. Hatta 'ne var ne? Siz boyle sepet gibi calisirken ben siesta yapicam, sies'e gidip orda da yapicam, si'sinu ayri es'ini ayri yapicam' diyesim var hepsine. Kahpe kellelerini kancik bedenlerinden ayirmak istesem de kendimi tutup, yalnizca hancidan icki, yemek ve kadin istedim. Koskoca havaalaninda hanci olmadigi gibi bu istediklerim de yokmus...sabiha gokcen'in emanetini ne hale getirmisler...kimizdan baska bisi icmezmis rahmetli, lakin simdi buralarda 'macchiato' falan denen seyler satiyolar.

Hatay ucagi kalktigindan beri ortalik pek sakin, eglenemiyorum.

Ben, memeler, iphone ve bilekberi bi ekip olduk. Las Ramblas uzerinde seyyar telekomunikasyoncu olmak istiyorum. Mesajlara falan cevap yazamayan teyzelere hizmet vericem.

Teyze : yavrumissimo il textina message tebrike io beceremeyensia...kaynimgillia gonderetente, por favore respondate de la mia bella kizimissiya....

Ben : Si si Isabella Hanime Teyzassiya, buyurante oturiya, io soylessimo il cayente de tavsane kaniya...

tipi diyaloglara ev sahipligi yapmak istiyorum ben...

Bu sapsal application yazdiklarimi silmeden post etmem lazim, 'kiyamete gelis' adli devam bolumuyle aksam buralardayim.

FOR KATIE:

Kitty mum, I refuse to talk to strangers, even they offer me cookies. Don't worry...

Now you may start crying;

I'm about to go to a perfecf strange country, for the first time and alone! When I land, I will shout 'hiiiaayyyynnnn, this is barcelonataaaa' likd Gerard Butler in 300. I may not able to find 300 people but if I have 3 and drink some alcohol, it will work.

I'll text you when I arrive and give my reports in every 3 hours. You have the contact info of my hotel, you may call anx check :))))

Muck!!!


FOR ASTRO:

I was about to finish this before, when yo were having lunch and my opening sentence wad that ;

- What are you eating?? Will you pleasd come back?

I can't stop moving, people look at me like I'm an alien. I went out and in 9 timed in 4 hours, is that too much?

Nobody is interesting here. I like to observe people but none of them are observable right now! I'll post a pic for you to see them. Ladies with long skirts and huge hips, as they walk skirts shake and they are shouting their relatives :))))

Now I need to finish this and change my place, I'm sitting on that stupid chair for 35 mins, I need some fresh air!