We went to studio, as per usual, to get some work done, then went to another great group dinner at Gran Via before heading back to Aldana to get ready for a night out on the town at a club, for which the title of this entry is named.

TEAM GRAN VIA-in the kitchen after the group meal
(Sean-Victoria-Billy-Gisela-Monica)
We booked our place on the guest list through Barcelona-Home, our rental agency, and showed up around 1:30...all 12 of us...only to find that, while in the US no one goes out until midnight, in Barca...the party doesn't begin until 2 or 3 am! We had a good time entertaining ourselves until more people showed up. We attempted to branch out by spreading ourselves between the main downstairs dancefloor and the downstairs patio, but once we were seen as a group it was difficult to remove the "big sign." It is also harder to spread out at clubs as a group because almost everyone has a b/f or g/f back home, so none of them really want to leave the group in this type of situation anyhow.
Needless to say, however, I danced my way into the path of a guy from Colombia. His name is (don't laugh) Alfredo, a 23-year-old mastering in Cinematography here in Barca, and he's a killer dancer. No worries, all, my big brothers kept an eye out for me and I was completely aware of my surroundings, etc.
So...6 am comes really fast when you are dancing the night away in Barcelona! Here's hoping we've officially managed to make a friend here in la ciudad!


Afterwards, Christi and I got breakfast, then we went to MBM to get a package, then on to studio where Christi and I spent a few hours trying to be translators to get the wireless set up in studio with one of the guys from MBM (who just so happens to remind me a ton of Kevin Krueger [hi kev!])!
CATEDRAL-Nighttime shot

We were pretty beat by the end of class (especially Monica!) but we got a break for siesta before returning to studio for our first official studio class. We are still waiting for wireless internet to be set up so that we can email and get our lives in order (what did people do before internet?!).
then Placa de Catalunya, at the end of Las Ramblas. Not only was I afraid I was going to be divebombed or pooped on by the millions of pigeons, but Brian and I were practically mortified when we watched one fall out of a tree and be paralized as it tried to fly away but found its legs broken underneath him. I have a picture of Bri attempting to save it, but it was beyond repair. Bob came over and while looking in the bushes nearby, he counted almost 10 others dead on the ground. It was sad...so we cheered ourselves up by walking through the 7 story chain mall called "El Corte Ingles."
We still had about 2 hours until we had to be at the architecture building for class, so we walked over to the old palace (Palau Pedralbes) which is now an art museum...I think ceramic art, to be more specific. After walking around a bit and taking pictures, we realized that this was right on schedule...time for siesta! So we all took a nap on the grass or sat and watched some kids playing cops and robbers (the world really isn't so big afterall)!


Well...we decided that we needed to begin battling for which apartment could cook the best dinner for the other...so this is a view of our candle-lit living room and company. Ben and Tom cooked pizza appetizers, chicken, salad, and fruit...We then proceeded to write a note to update the Rome architecture students on the happenings of our first few days here.
So, after all of the warnings about pickpockets and crafty robbers here, Christi unfortunately got all but $1 of her money stolen in less than 45 minutes after some scam artists stole her credit card from an ATM machine that she was trying to take money out of. Long story, but we ended up having another day of adventure just the same, and everyone is safe--so hooray!



