On our way back to the hotel, we heard some music from the ampitheater. They turned out to be rehersals for a concert to happen that night. We decided to see who was playing so we had something to do that night. It featured the band featuring Sting's son Joe Sumner, a tribute to Marillion, a band important to my dad's childhood, and some French rock band. We decided to pay the 25€ per person to see the concert. It was pretty good, and it was usefully located across from our hotel. Now I'm here, writing this blog entry.
My internet expires in 15 minutes so I won't be able to upload pictures, but I'll try to upload them in Barcelona. It's going to be a while before my next entry, so hang in there. Tomorrow, I'll be taking 2 trains, a total of 8 hours, to Barcelona, Spain, where I'll spend the remainder of my journey.
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Sting's son? Is he as good as his father? On another note, those French have too much fun--not only have they good food, but they also eat and party until midnight everyday... I think we picked a wrong place to live....
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