Today was supposed to be an exciting day in Girona at the All-Saints Festival, but instead this happened:
I broke the glass on the door to our laundry/balcony-like room!
Last night, I had planned to catch the 8:45 train this morning to Girona, where I was going to meet my roommate to see the Castellers at 11. The castellers are human towers built from groups of men standing on each other’s shoulders. You’ve likely seen a picture of them. After the castellers, we were going to spend the rest of the day going to whichever other events of the festival we desired. Then I was going to return to Barcelona in time for Halloween.
Treading in the Deep End 