Zero Waste Challenge Day 12 of 14.
Date: October 12th
Location: London, UK -> Barcelona, SPAIN
Read: About The Challenge HERE | Day 1 HERE | Day 2 HERE | Day 3 HERE | Day 4 HERE | Day 5 HERE | Day 6 HERE | Day 7 HERE | Day 8 HERE | Day 9 HERE | Day 10 HERE | Day 11 HERE
again to go to my dad’s in the morning but the trains kept me in London, so I spent the morning working and hanging out with my niece and sister-in-law before heading to the airport via train. As is
custom with the rail systems though, they were delayed, and I became quite
worried I would miss my travels all together after having cheaped out on the
tickets and taken the slower train.
in the knick of time, and scooted through the departure gate with my electronic
boarding pas and a thrice reused plastic liquids bag. All I had eaten thus far that
day was a bagel (bought from the bulk bins at Sainsburys and put in my reusable
produce bag). I’d left my travel Tupperware at my dad’s and hadn’t had enough
warning nor foresight to organize another solution, so when I got to the
airport I opted instead of going for a throw away sandwich, to sit down and
stay. There was zero organic food available in the airport, so I chose to go to
Yo Sushi as I knew I’d be eating heavy food for the next week and a day. I
grabbed some vegetarian rolls and a wakame salad and a beer in a glass bottle
as it could be recycled and the chopsticks could biodegrade (getting a beer in
a reusable pint glass would have been better and eating with cutlery would have
been too, but alas my imperfections got the better of me, but I took the chop sticks and beer bottle to dispose of in the right places).
flying with Vueling again, making it easy to avoid the inflight offerings as
there are none (which for some reason might be upsetting but to me, since doing this challenge, makes me see them a little bit greener).
airport bus to communally transport myself to the eco hotel (Hostal Grau) where my husfriend
and I were staying. Conveniently, it dropped me off less than 3 blocks from the
our accommodation, and easily found my way. Unfortunately, some drink guys
spotted me looking super touristy on my way and followed me down (I would blame myself for, you
know, wearing clothing which conformed ever so slightly to my body *t-shirt and
jeans*, but then I don’t believe my appearance makes douchbages more douchey,
they just are and always will be). Said douchebag ‘accompanied me’ to the
door of my hotel, offering me all sorts of unwanted sexual advances along the
way. At the exact moment he found it appropriate to grab my ass, I offered him
the serrated edge of my house key (which I had ready in my hand from
the moment I saw him spot me), pushing it as far into his neck as I
could without breaking the skin while venomously mentioning every
spanish word of hatred I knew, even those not fitting the scenario (“No me
jodas, you effing pinche, idiota, bastardo, pendejo, puto, culo”.… and so
on). El Douchebag found this reverse violence quite unfitting and stumbled
off with his bruised ego in hand. I buzzed for entry to the hotel and the
gentleman at the front desk, having missed the kerfuffle, opened the door and
welcomed me in with a warm smile.
problem everywhere, not this particular place.
together and consciously created. Despite the annoying assault which
had transpired minutes before, I was like a kid on Christmas upon walking in. I
had already researched their endeavours (I’ll put a post up about them
in the next few weeks) but found the people and set up even more
inspiring in person. I crawled into bed with my snoring husfriend who was
passed out in the room, at long last in the lap of eco luxury, enlightened by a
new possible way of travelling.
1 Paper Train Ticket
My Reusable Produce Bag
1 Section of Silk Dental Floss