I went to Parc Clot this week. I wouldn't call it a touristy place to go, but when you live in a city there's no reason not to go. It had some pretty cool aqueducts (my guesses from Roman times but my knowledge of architecture is limited) and I took some ugly pictures I actually really like.
I've continued to be really uncomfortable at school. This week I was talking to a French girl and these three French boys came up to talk to her and they shook my hand??? I was so unprepared for it that I greeted them in the following order: hello! Hello again! Hello, hello, hello. Because, I don't know how to interact with people. Also talked to the Swedish boy and when I asked him where he was from in Sweden, he asked me how well I knew Sweden and I told him, "I knew Stockholm" and he told me, "Well, I don't live there." YIKES