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Hello All

Greetings from the beautiful spanish city of Barcelona!
After a quick 2 hr flight from london, Jam and i arrived last night. We´re couchsurfing with a lovely host called Josep who lives close to central barcelona.
Last night we went and had some traditional food and it was amazing! tiny fried fish, potatoes with spicy sauce, salty fried peppers and mini mushies! delicious!
The vibe of the city is really nice with all the arcitecture, warm weather, friendly people and delicious smells.

It is a relief being here afeter coming from london, it got so cold on the last day, i only left the house once to get some cake and chocolate...oh and icecream (inspired by the cold weather).

today Jam and i are going to make our way to the markets and see what we can find...and eat ourselves stupid no doubt!

bye for now

Claire Barelona

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