Day 2 in Barcelona

So here´s the bit where I start blogging more often. I´m doing a work placement called ECTARC. Its funded by the welsh goverment and they sort me out rather royally with an intensive Spanish and Catalan language course for the first four weeks and the remaining 9 weeks I´ll spend working withing the local government of the costa brava seaside town of Palafrugell. I arrived yesterday to 25 degrees of sunshine, a damaged suitcase, a relatively pain-free transfer and a´host-family´´comprising of a lonely, old, heavily-moustashed hairdresser by the name of Emilio. He´ll be looking after me, doing my washing and cooking for me for the next month or so. Today I´ve been studying in the International House language school, had my first Catalan lessons and my first Spanish class (which I have to admit, was a bit Noddy-Speaks-Spanish-Por-Primera-Vez, but, we´ll see how it all pans out). No pictures yet, but if all goes to plan, I´ll keep you, quite literally, posted.