Adam's Travel Blog


I love train rides. The almost silent and spookily smooth train whizzed past the beautiful Spanish countryside. It took five hours to get from Madrid to Barcelona, but it didn’t seem that long at all. The hostel is, perhaps, the worst in the world, deffo worst than any I have stayed in over the last five months. The 12 bed dorm is actually a 24 bed dorm, but because they have a two metre dividing wall (with a metre gap at the top) down the middle of the room, they class it as two rooms.

There are no pillows or sheets, you have to supply your own, or pay €6 (£4ish) to hire. No maps, no information, nothing but a thin bit of foam on ricketyty wire frame bunkbed, with 24 other people. Lovely.

Oh Well, Only Three More Sleeps!!!