Postcards from Barcelona
So, Aishy and I spent eight days in Barcelona last month! Over the weekend we were joined by his marvelous friend Maliha (alliteration… see what I did there) and had a super-duper good time chilling on the beach and seeing lots of famous stuff and shit.
I took a crap-load (how does one spell this word? As in, is it two separate words, ‘crap’ and ‘load’, or should it be smushed all together like ‘crapload’. I dunno, man, let’s go with the hypen) of pictures whilst there, obviously. So many, in fact, that I’ll be splitting up a selection of my faves into two different posts (woah).
Notable moments pictured:
- That time we went to get drinks and I wanted a Coke but all they had was Pepsi (gasp) and I actually settled for it (double gasp).
- When Aish and I decided to hold hands backward to express our intense but platonic love for each other (and not at all because he has sweaty palms… JOKES).
- When Aish had a ‘The Little Mermaid’ moment and stuck seashells on his nipples.
That’s all, I guess.