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  • After the mess of the pub crawl the previous night, I decided to take the reins for tonight's entertainment. We gathered up a rather large group and planned to go to a personal favorite of mine, l'ovella negra. The group ended up wanting to drop by a gay bar in the Eixample district of the city, where we split up and headed into the old city.

    L'ovella negra is a nice hole in the wall establishment (literally) where the youth of Brcelona hangs out and has a drink. It's a tame place where the music is solely the loud voices of the bar's occupants. We got a pitched of sangria that seemed to disappear quickly, then we headed to the foosball table, appropriately painted with one team in Barça garb, and the others in madrid white.

    The night was a great time, we spent most of our time waiting for the group of German girls to call us and meet up at l'ovella negra, but they didn't call until we had left. The howtel group reunited when it was time for bed for about half. The other half headed to the Pipes club which isn't that bad of a place to be for a good time. It's a mellow place compared to the Apollo or Razzmataz.
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