SPAIN!!

I am currently sitting in the airport in Menningen, absolutely exhausted, We got all packed and checked out and went to the main train station to buy our tickets for the train tomorrow. We are going to be in Logrono at 4 pm! My family is picking me up at the station and I am so excited☺ Also, I had the best food ive had the whole trip, and it was called a honey wafflecone, or a Honigwaffel. It looks like a mini eggo waffle and it is coated in honey mmmmmmm the best thing I had in Germany hands down.
We caught the 1.5 hr bus to the airport and had a good two hour wait until we could check in. I had been dreading this point of the trip since I landed in Paris…my bag had to weigh 15 kilos. Slowly I made my way to the counter, shut my eyes and set the bag on scale…19.7 kilos. Noooooo!!!! So I emptied out the replacables (shaving cream, hair spray, small contact solution) and dear adam let me shift some things into his luggage since, being a guy, naturally he didn’t pack as much. I took it to the counter again…16 kilos. So close! I already had jeans on, a dress, a sweater, running shoes and a scarf but decided to add a little more to my hilarious getup. Keep in mind it is burning hot and there is little if any air conditioning. I put another skirt in adam’s bag and put another skirt over my dress and my jeans. I felt so miserable but hoped my efforts would pay off. It was officially time to check in so I set my bag on the scale, leaning it against the wall to make up for a couple ounces and it was .3 over…bless those Germans they let it through!
Now on to the carry-on station. This station was only a 10 kilo allowance and at this point my backpack weighed more than my checked bag. Laptop, hygiene, liquids, family’s gift, jeans, Spanish book, camera and chords…it was loaded. I approached the counter and handed her my passport, she asked if I had any luggage and I slightly turned and said, “oh just a little backpack!” and she said “ok you are good to go!” I made sure no one watched as I heaved my bag onto the conveyer belt. I am a lucky girl. As soon as I made it to the gate I ripped off the jeans, skirt, sweater and scarf and strapped them to my backpack. I am home-free now!
Safe and sound in Barcelona☺ It ended up taking another two hours to actually leave the airport, we frantically found a bus to Barcelona and were SO happy when we could talk to people and understand everything. After an hour and a half bus ride, and hour metro ride and a half hour walk, we found our hostel! There are way cool people in our dorm this time, from Cali! Its about 11 pm here and we just got back from eating a Kebab down the street. I am dead tired and have a big day tomorrow. I get to meet my familia a las cuatro!
PS. Sorry my pics are always lined up dow the center I have no clue how to change it…