Seeing the Sites

In Munich Chelsey and I did Mike’s Bike Tour and online it said that there was one in Barcelona. Actually Mike changed and is now Fat Tire Tours, so when we waited for a bike tour that didn’t exist. So when no one else showed up, we headed out to find Internet to find out about another tour, but couldn’t find that so we ended up finding the Fat Tire office and went on the 4 p.m. tour. That gave us just enough time (four hours) to find the Hard Rock for lunch (we needed some normal food) and wander. Before meeting up for the bike tour, we ran into a group of break dancers who were performing in the plaza. They were amazing and you can see one of them in the photos. We meet up at the new meeting point at 4 p.m. to go on a bike tour. Yea! We had been on tours last year in Prague and Berlin and loved them so we were looking forward to this. The tours always depend on the group. Our group was a little boring, but our guide was fun. The tours go to so many places and you get to see so much of the city you don’t always see walking. We went to the governmental buildings, city park, Olympic park and by Sagrada Familia again.
So probably the funniest thing we learned on the tour was that streaking is completely legal in Barcelona, but there are a few stipulations, so read below to make sure you don’t get arrested.
-You must be completely naked, having a shirt on and no bottoms will get you arrested
-You can’t run up to someone and flash them, you must be naked from a distance at which someone can tell you are naked and I guess have time to try to avoid you
Just a few tips to ensure the streaking goes as smoothly as possible! The tour finishes up and we go to pay and these girls that were backpacking had been on some of the tours in the other cities, but had forgotten their coupon for the 2 euros off. We were hanging around to get some suggestions for restaurants and directions and there were two girls that went to college with the tour guide and another guide that worked for the company there. Our guide said that he couldn’t give her the discount without the coupon and she keep on about it. The other tour guide was very funny and made a comment that it was coming from daddy’s bank account, so what did it matter. I don’t think they heard, but the comment was funny. The girls were very preppie and had been rude throughout the tour, so it was a perfect fit. Well, we found a Mexican restaurant, which was a great find. I mean it wasn’t Burro Loco (if you haven’t been to Burro Loco, you need to come to Myrtle Beach and get their queso dip – amazing!), but it was good.