Fiesta de San Juan!

La Fiesta de San Juan is one of the biggest parties of the year in Barcelona.  It marks the shortest night of the year, the summer solstice, and they have special cakes for the occasion.  I am all for any celebration that gets its own cakes.  Everyone gets a long weekend (except CIEE, we have class on Friday) and on Wednesday night people go crazy.  Angela has basically told me that she will be incredible disappointed with me if I'm back at any point before 6 AM.

Everyone goes to the beach and parties and then at some point everyone runs (naked) into the ocean and the metro runs all night which is a big deal because it usually closes at midnight on weeknights and then - this is what I'm looking forward to the most - everyone eats churros dipped in chocolate.

I'm a little bit in love with the idea of taking a big long stick of fried stuff and dipping it in chocolate.

CIEErs are meeting on the beach at around 10:30 and our plan is to basically do what the locals do (although most of us are bringing bathing suits.)  Angela looked in horror at my skirt and tank top, which I wore to class today, and told me that I needed to wear jeans and socks!  Because it's cold, and there are drogas.  She was trying to tell me that I might step on a needle because apparently people shoot up on the beach (she's a little paranoid) but for some reason she started miming drug use so I thought she was saying that people would try to inject me with heroin.  Which, on top of being freaky, would not be at all affected by my decision to wear socks.

So, dear readers, expect an update about what will surely be one of the more interesting nights of my life!  And rest assured that I will (probably) not be ninja-drugged on the beach.

The one thing you can say about Barcelona is that it never fails to be interesting.