Ha yeah, I'm in the middle of writing a massive essay for the travel bit but trying not to waffle; but regarding pre game, I had mentioned Kitty's is it, the Irish bar over near Maria Cristina, she looked up some places to go & found it too and was like yeah let's go there. So on the metro she was umming and arrring as we drew closer & closer, then bottled it and said let's go to that local bar I had pointed out on the Friday on the walk from Les Corts. Got there, nope. Walked further and found another bar, the one we actually went into. Nope. She wanted to then follow some bint who had a horrendously fake Barça top on over towards the North goal to which she even said there was nothing there but let's go anyway - logic?
Ended up walking to the megastore and saw loads of fans lining the road for the arrival of the players who eventually came after about 30mins but spaced a part 5-10mins. Saw a white Audi A5 with tinted windows, no clue who it was but then saw a black Aston Martin, again tinted windows with some yank going "Oh my gaawwwd an Assstin Mertun" with randoms saying it's Pique. Madness as people ran into the road pretty much blocking whoever's path it was, taking pictures as he some how managed to push through. Was so cringe worthy, felt sorry for them and heart in mouth moment that a) the car didn't get bumped, b) no one got hurt, c) driver didn't smack into the 4x4 waiting just on the road. Ridiculous.
Hilarious moment was when we got in there I walked into the "gents" as labelled but there was a woman washing her hands and I instantly turn around a bit befuddled. Then my Mrs goes to the "ladies" as labelled, and whilst I'm waiting 2 separate groups of men almost went in so I turned into a steward and directed them in the right direction XD pissing myself laughing.