On this night, we wanted to hit the clubs. All the guys lamed out on me, but Keith (the married guy). We headed to the beach area and stumbled upon Ice Barcelona. It is a bar with a small terrace on the beach and then the rest of the bar is in a deep freezer in the back. You have to wear a parka, hat and mittens to enter. It was about 3 degrees Celsius (whatever that means). Keith had worn shorts and sandels out so I'm sure he was real comfortable with me making him enter. Actually, he agreed that an ice bar on the beach in Barcelona(!?!)... yeah, we were doing it for sure! The place was freezing no doubt. We couldn't stay too long. Drinks were served inside ice glasses. Stools, bar, everything was made of ice. The last pic is us in front of an ice sculpture of La Sagrada Familia. Keith then headed back to the hostel and I partied until dawn with some new Spanish friends I had made.
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