Legs.

So it looks like my last post has disappeared.  Thats some what annoying, it was one I wanted to remember too, and have already forgotten.  You may find me repeating myself, sorry for that, my brain is still rather disorientated - overloaded and sleep deprived. 

This is a blog dedicated to my legs, yeup my legs, deal with it.  Most of you will know just how unfit I was when I left, exercise was not a part of my life.  So the sudden influx of walking hours has left them rather sore.  Particularly after the long flight which left my whole body aching, and the lugging around of my big pack.  Something I look on with dread for all the hours we will have to do so again after this. 

To give you an example of this walking, this morning we visited Park Guell (or I should probably say Parc Guell...I think).  It is a UNESCO world heritage site, 13 ha of land with 'decoration' by Gaudi.  I say 'decoration' because to call it that is to severly under-sell it.  We mananged to sneaky up a side street and come in at a side entrance, so got to use the esculators that go up the hill to the park, but it was still a fair way up.  Once at the park we meandered to the main section above the front gates, then on up to the look out, then back to the front gates, and then over to the Gaudi museum.  The museum was sort of interesting, but not worth 5.50 euro which is what they were charging - we got in for 2 because we got the double ticket at Sagrada Familia.  Anyways, then we left because by this time it was lunch time and we were hungry and the crowds were growing.  So by the time we got home via the supermarket, we had been walking for almost 2 and a half hours.  And that was just this morning.  No wonder my legs are protesting.

This afternoon we went to the Catalunyan history museum for a bit of a flying visit.  It was actually pretty good, interactive which is nice considering most of the other museums we will visit will have 'touch this and have your legs removed' type atmospheres. 

Lastly, we gained new room mates last night, and I am not impressed by them.  My facebook status 'oh to slap a french girl' is a dedication to them.  Though girl is rather generous, they're women really.  The reason they have earned my disapproval is because of their entrance last night.  Once again Sophie and I (I got it right aren't you proud dad) had gone to bed earlyish.  I was just about to finally fall asleep around 10.30 and they arrived.  They turned on all the lights, saw they'd disrupted me and apologised, but then proceded to turn on the bathroom light, with its connectedfan, and which is right by my head, and leave it on while they mucked around.  They also went through their bags over and over again, which are full of plastic bags so make tons of noise.  They'd also begin by talking in whispers but very quickly ascend to full talking.  So basically they don't do quiet, despite being in a room with people sleeping. 

Anyway I should sign off.  It's about time for Soph and I to go find a nice dinner - thanks to my dad and his 'couple of nice dinners fund'.