Two long flights later, and I've made it to Barcelona! And let me tell you, I've never been so jealous of a person snoring as I was on the plane ride over...
I got so restless that the man sitting next to me asked if I needed to stand up and stretch my legs. Needless to say, I made sure I didn't move half as much as I had been before that comment. And after many hours, I had FINALLY arrived.
