The most amazing week turned into the worst week
So backstory to my Monday morning: Katrina got her phone stolen at the club we went to on Saturday, so Monday morning I called the club to see if they somehow got it because (sorry Dany and Enrique) I was the best spanish speaker in this context. They then told me that they had turned it into a police station (didn't mention which one), then I proceeded to call 4 different police stations to see if they had it. When I finally found a station that had a phone similar to Katrina's, I asked for an address so we could go see if it was hers. Katrina and I took an Uber to a police station, who told us they didn't have it, and then walked to another station who said they didn't have it, and then took a car to another police station who said they didn't have it. So basically we gave up because we had a flight to Lisbon at 3 pm so we went and met up with the rest of the group to eat before we had to be at the airport. One thing I learned about strange cities is that the best restaurants and bars are tucked away in dark corners. Anyways, we went into this little restaurant and ate mussels and drank sangria until it was time for us to go to the airport.
Flash forward to Lisbon. We found this gorgeous Airbnb pretty close to the city center but not close enough that it was noisy or anything. The first night we were pretty tired so we went to a restaurant and ate (way too much food and wine honestly) and we didn't really feel like going out afterwards so we stayed in the Airbnb. We all ended up with our earbuds in and basically had a silent disco and we were all dancing around the apartment to our own music. Honestly one of the best nights of Spring Break. The next day we did a food tour! This was super cool and our tour guide was super super nice. We had a lot of really good food and wine and got to know some more local restaurants and places in Lisbon. Afterwards we went to the city center to where all the shops were and saw Placa do Comercio, which is where we got initial news that we might be going home. We kind of ignored it and decided to still have a good time. To end the day we went to a rooftop bar with a gorgeous view of the bay and the residential area. On Wednesday we decided to go to the beach! Honestly this was so fun and the weather was perfect for it. I love the beach so I was like a little kid running everywhere. We just had a good time swimming and tanning on the beach. All our stuff got wet when the tide went up though so that wasn't very fun, but that's just part of the beach. We went back to the airbnb and were too tired to really do anything else so we ordered a pizza (honestly super hard because none of us know Portuguese) and watched Netflix until we were all super sleepy.
Katrina woke us up the next morning with the official email from Texas A&M and Dr. Wasser that we were actually going home. We had an early flight from Lisbon to Barcelona, so we already had to be up early, and I was super cranky to say the least (sorry to all my friends that had to deal with me that day). We got to Barcelona and were a little sad and stressed trying to find a way home. Hannah's dad had already booked a flight for her from Barcelona back to the USA, so we touched down and went immediately to La Sagrada Familia church because she wanted to see it before she left. We sat down for awhile in a restaurant and called our families and STA about our flights home. We drank sangria and kind of cried a little bit before heading to the Airbnb because we were all emotionally and mentally exhausted. We just watched Netflix comedy specials and ordered some food that night. Friday we had a really cool brunch and went to the beach to relax and not think about the fact that we were being sent home. Olivia joined us that day because her flight wasn't until the next day, so it was cool getting to hang out with her too. Saturday we wanted to go see more of the city and appreciate it before we left, but when we went to try and get breakfast, we realised everything was closed. We were super confused until somebody looked on the news and saw that Spain was officially under quarantine. We got kinda scared because everything was eerily empty and so we decided to go back to the Airbnb to relax and watch Netflix movies. Our flights the next day were from Barcelona to Madrid and then Madrid to Bonn, but since Madrid was becoming progressively worse in corona cases and seemed to be going under hard Quarantine soon, Katrina, Dany, and I decided to book last minute flights from Barcelona to Cologne instead. I basically spent all day Sunday in the Barcelona airport which was not fun. So yeah the whole last part of the week was super stressful and a little sad. We were having the time of our lives before this and then we were really stressed about getting back to Bonn and the US.
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