More Spain Pics

After several failed attempts to upload photos via blogspot, and 2 VERY SMALL melt downs, we are now viewing photos from, yet again, Barcelona. Kinda...well, the one in which Jarred and I are bundled up and look less than attractive, we are in Granada at The Alhambra. This place is in the running for one of the wonders of the world (or I have been telling people that anyway). And though it was amazing, and architecturally astonishing, we plowed through it in a matter of an hour and a half. (Sorry, there was wine to be had).

Oddly enough, NYE in Barcelona, they had the Barcelona World Race. Their convention center/ event space had a live telecast of the boats taking off, tapas and cava, and a plethora of pamphlets in Spanish about the days' events. Our events consisted of us taking pictures with the massive Sideshow Bob Blimp flying above. (Ps, that is the Mediterranean Sea behind The Man, and yes, we touched it...and it felt good, really good).

Night time picture is NYE. This is the last picture taken, (and possibly the only picture that will be shown of that night), before eyes became crossed, bottles of champagne were consumed, and public urination took place. I'm fairly certain that along with welcoming a new and potentially prosperous new year, some of our dignity was left in Barcelona on the last evening of 2010.

After some afternoon drinking, Jarred and I stumbled into a mall and found ourselves standing at the foot of an enormous Christmas Giant taking a dump. At first, we believed he only had his pants down (pantsonthegroundpantsonthegroundlookinglikeafoolwithyourpantsontheground), however, this colossal holiday beast was making poo in the Barcelona shopping center; thus, unquestionably, we felt compelled to have our photo taken with it.

Finally, on the evening we ended up wandering around with some random men and the spit-fire Italian girl at 4 am, I thought it was artsy-fartsy to capture out insane beverages on camera. Who knew Gin Gimlets and beer were so appealing?!?

NEXT...Food photos, unattractive mustaches, oh, and a little place I like to call Paris!