Nina and I arrived in Barcelona off the back of a 15 hour bus trip from Granada. It was midnight on Friday. The two Jess’s who we’d been wwoofing with at Kate’s Finca told us about some friends who ran an unofficial youth hostel in Barri Gotic, the cool central part of the city. We didn’t have an address other than George Orwell Square but we had to try our luck as there were no other options at that time of night. After an hour of asking about a helpful fellow took us to the place. We said we were friends of Jess and the guy let us in, showed us to a bunk and said “anything for friends of Jess” It had been a long long day and we were glad of a bed. Within a few hours it seemed quite unlikely that we were in the right place, Jess and Jess liked a bit of peace and quite and there was none here!
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