Barcelona

I made it to Barcelona.  I took a super fancy bus.  They gave me a goodie bag and they showed a movie (Casanova, dubbed in Spanish) and they had wifi on the bus.  Very nice.  Then I had to schlep all my crap through metro stations in Barcelona.  Down stairs, up stairs, down stairs, up stairs.  That's my European fitness plan.  Every few days I haul like 100 pounds of crap all over God's creation.  

I'm staying at a hostel and have been talking to other travelers.  This one girl is from Boston, lived in LA and worked on Grey's Anatomy and has been traveling solita for 8 months.  She's been in emergency rooms in Budapest and Brussels.  She's says it's better to be injured in Hungary than Belgium, just FYI.