Then we headed towards the Olympic Village. It was up a massive hill and I made the mistake of wearing flipflops…..ouch!!!
The Olympic village is a very strange place. It has fantastic architecture but is completely empty. It feels more like a ghost town than an area of athletic achievement. We did spot the Olympic swimming pool and people swimming in it so we thought we’d go for a swim tomorrow.
At the hostel we found that we were sharing with more people than expected….
Yes! It’s a duck. Bought as a joke. Lived in a locker. Funny Stuff!
We headed to the new camp to watch Barca play Man City, thinking that Man City would get dicked. Shockingly enough, Man City won 0-1. It was a scary experience walking through Barcelona at night with 80,000 angry Barcelona fans…ah well!
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