Barcelona is a big change from Venice, our last port of call. A very new city, comparatively, in the sense of having a lot of new growth and a vibrant nightlife; very clean and effective public transit; an easy-to-use Metro system; and a COMPLETELY INCOMPREHENSIBLE AND CRAZY train system. It seemed to make sense in theory, when looking at online schedules, but when faced with the actual chaos of the train station with its gazillion ticket windows, several different types of ticket machines for different types of trains, etc. etc., I just about had a breakdown trying to figure out what we were supposed to do. But we just rolled with it, and managed to obtain what we needed somehow.
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2 comments:
i think you've already figured this out long ago, but "roll with it" is the survivors mantra for traveling abroad.
i still marvel at the 9 days i spent in paris knowing only six words of french. how did i eat? how did i find a place to stay? still mysteries, but all accomplished by rolling with it.
Being able to point at things you want REALLY helps. That, and knowing how to say "hello," "please," "thank you," and "sorry, I don't speak any (insert language here)" is surprisingly useful... :D
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