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Rain To Sunshine

SPAIN | Fri, 11 Jul 2014 | By dopelorrie | Views [802]

Happy Friday! Or almost Friday back in California. I have had unreliable internet this week and haven't really stayed inside long enough to write a post. But here I am! So currently I'm in Barcelona just to let you know. Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday ... Read more >

Tags: bakio, barcelona, bilbao, biscay coast, fat cat, gaudi, hiking, sagrada familia, spain, vacation

 

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-	Can you open it a little bit? 
My roommate kindly asked me. It was early in my last morning in Nice, and I was just lying in my bunk bed, watching the cloud slowly floating through the dusty attic window. 
-	Sure. Where is your next stop?
-	Paris. You?
-	I am coming home.
Coincidentally, fate brought four of us in this little dorm room of a tiny hostel, and coincidentally, our room was in the attic with the big window which we could open for the fresh air to get in, or to hear the far-away horn of the trains from the station. We were all travelers, some have traveled for a year, or like me, only a month. We spoke different languages, had different stories, but we all shared the love for travel. From strangers, we now become friends. 
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- Can you open it a little bit? My roommate kindly asked me. It was early in my last morning in Nice, and I was just lying in my bunk bed, watching the cloud slowly floating through the dusty attic window. - Sure. Where is your next stop? - Paris. You? - I am coming home. Coincidentally, fate brought four of us in this little dorm room of a tiny hostel, and coincidentally, our room was in the attic with the big window which we could open for the fresh air to get in, or to hear the far-away horn of the trains from the station. We were all travelers, some have traveled for a year, or like me, only a month. We spoke different languages, had different stories, but we all shared the love for travel. From strangers, we now become friends.

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