Spanish Voyage :- Barcelona, The Journey There

And so early Saturday morning, Christine, Ryan, Sara and I took a taxi from East Croydon to Heathrow where we bid adue to them both and Sara and I placed our bags in kept luggage and headed to Lutton Airport. The bus ride cost us GBP 38 and the journey took us about 1 hour and 20 minutes. We got to there and the first thing on our minds was breakfast. We settled on Burger King, and then checked in and awaited the time for boarding. The EasyJet flight took about 2 hours, and was filled with a whole aray of people. There was a group of rowdy young people on a combined Hen-do, Stag-Do, families as well as Spanish people heading home. Before we knew it, the plane landed in Barcelona and we collected our baggage. We asked around and apparently there was a free shuttle bus service from the airport to our hotel. It took us a while, but we finally found the spot to wait. Vans came and went, but none for our hotel, and then a nice British tour agent suggested we call the Hotel to ask them to pick us up. After about 10 minutes, they arrived and we reached our hotel. It was a small place, near an industrial and residential area by the airport barely 10 minutes away. Hungry we searched for some food and found a spanish restaurant run by a chinese family. They had a Menu of the day, which included an appitizer, a main, 1 beer/wine and a desert for the grand total of Euro 9.50. We ate a fideua which is like a paella but uses vercimelli instead of rice. We also had some grilled fish and 2 beers plus a desert Yum. Tired we just headed back, end of Day 1.