19th October

19th October

We arrived in Barcelona after at 9am flight and Andy (who’s Dad is in Duran Duran) took us to a really expensive Tapas restaurant where it was sometimes like 10 quid for two slithers of anchovies and odd dishes like that. It has been pissing it down non-stop. It started as soon as we got off the bus at Camp Nou to go watch Barcelona and I got completely soaked and had to buy two crappy umbrellas for me and Tim for 20 euros which felt horrid but necessary. I was concerned I might get trench-foot from my wet trainers. There was an electrical storm for the whole game and when we were in the highest point in the stadium I felt a huge amount of static build up and my umbrella sparked and I felt a charge in my hands and feet and i completely crapped out and threw the umbrella but then I needed to get it back because it was raining so much. I didn’t get struck by lightning in Camp Nou in the end. Tim said my hair was all standing on end. 

Tim has ‘torn his meniscus’ so is on crutches with a leg brace. This has made getting anywhere a complete pain in the cunt and when you add to this the torrential downpour, doing anything has become a logistical nightmare. Having said that I am still having a lovely time.