Spanish Adventure

I'm in Spain. I'm not supposed to be in Spain. I'm supposed to be at home! But a volcano had other ideas.

It was ironic really: I had to leave on Thursday because we didn't have the budget for me to stay longer -- I had to run half way through my talk at a conference to catch a bus to make my plane -- and here I am now still! Anyway, the airline has looked after us very well. We got to the gate, waited for the boarding time, which came and went, then had to go retrieve our luggage and get on a bus to a mysterious "Mediterranean Diner" where they gave us lunch (at about 4pm), then we drove for about an hour to get to a hotel in a city outside of Barcelona, Sabadell. There's not a lot near our hotel here either, except for a giant department store, which was interesting to look through, but that was about it. So they've been busy feeding us and looking after us, and then tonight this was posted in the hotel lobby:

"Tomorrow morning you must to leave the hotel at 9:00H for take a bus to Belgium."

Now, it's about 1400km from here to Belgium, so that'll mean at least an 18 hour bus trip! Ouch. And, I'm not sure what time we will get into Brussels, but it'll likely be after midnight, and the first trains on Sunday morning aren't until 6am. But at least we're on our way back home. Wish me luck, I'm gonna need it!