it´s 830 in the morning here in barcelona. last night haley and i went on an adventure that involved drug dealers, small rooms, and seperation. but we got what we wanted and enjoyed a night on the beach. the details of that night are too shady to write down on an online forum. barcelona, at first, was the sketchiest city we have been to thus far. but it grows on you. and grows and grows. our hostel is one of the ¨famous¨hostels and it is crazy. there is a happy hour from 630 to 730 where you get 2 LITERS of beer for 4 euro. therefore, a euro a pint, therefore, 4 pints of beer before dinner, which is free, at 8. the combination of beer and people waiting for dinner creates a very easy environment to meet so many other amazing people. one amazing person worth mentioning is my new buddy lyle from brown who KNOWS MY FUCKING ROOMMATE FROM HIGHSCHOOL. oh memphis. what a small world. more to come.