Day 3 started off just like day two did where our whole room wakes up late and goes down for a quick breakfast and we take off. Since our whole group went out the night before and had a blast alot of us weren't feeling very well at all.
A small group of us decided to go back to the beach and get some breakfast since this was going to be our last day in Barcelona. We ate at this one resturaunt with this funny guy trying to seat us. Thats pretty much the only reason we ate there was because he was very interesting and funny.
I decided to have a pasta dish and a beer for breakfast which was probably not the greatest idea but I was on vacation so I figured I would enjoy myself. For the first time in 3 days I finally saw one of Spains most famous meals.
Since I was pretty filled up from my pasta dish I didn't get to eat alot of it but believe me from what I had it was so tasty. Once we finished breakfast we broke off into even small groups and we headed over to the beach to relax and the other group headed back to pack there backs and get ready to the over night train to Granada.
Billy, Bern and myself walked down to the beach and it was such a nice day out we just sat down in the sand and relaxed. After a little while went by we had to head back to the hotel and pack ourselves. We took a taxi back to the hotel packed up our bags and we left to do some more site seeing before we left Barcelona. Once we made it back to our hotel we all packed up our bags and we boarded the bus and we set out for some sightseeing.
We passed some more buildings that were designed by Gaudi which once again are amazing, nothing ever like you would see in the States. Now you will never see anything like this in the States and if you did, it would be one of the most remarkable structures that stood on our soil. Once we finished seeing some of the buildings we parked the bus and walked to another gothic church which was not a large as Sangrada Familia but once again was something that you had to see for yourself. Once we were done with our tour.
We had a small scavanger hunt set up for us. This scavanger hunt had us walk around through the town and identify certain buildings and streets and specific historial sites. Once we finished our scavanger hunt we just hung out and took more photo's and shopped for a little bit. Later on that night we walked over to the place where we were going to get our dinner. This was most likely the worst dinner we could of had cause some of the people were allergic to seafood and thats exactly what we had for dinner. 
I enjoyed the food very much which does not say much because I pretty much enjoy all foods. After dinner we all headed back and boarded the bus and set off for the train station for our decent to Granada. Once we arrived at the train station, the rules are pretty much the same as they are in an airport and this I did not realize. I had a few beers in my baggage that I wanted to drink on the train. This did not work very well cause I had to leave both of my beers behind at the station. Once we were on board, I never in a million years thought the train would be that small. First of all, it was four people to a room and this was not just any room. This was the smallest room known to mankind.
Our room was also going to be holding the four tallest guys on the trip. After we got all our baggage into the room a few of us got some food and I had some beer and wine before we headed to bed. I figured if I would be stuck in a small room as might as well be a little tipsy to help me fall asleep quicker.
We had a small scavanger hunt set up for us. This scavanger hunt had us walk around through the town and identify certain buildings and streets and specific historial sites. Once we finished our scavanger hunt we just hung out and took more photo's and shopped for a little bit. Later on that night we walked over to the place where we were going to get our dinner. This was most likely the worst dinner we could of had cause some of the people were allergic to seafood and thats exactly what we had for dinner.



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