I just ate a nice pizza at my hotel room in Barcelona. The funny thing is (at least, to a Dutch guy that is): they wouldn’t be able to give me a pizza before 20:00h. At that time in my home country we have long forgotten our desserts, cleaned the dishes and are starting to think about sleeping (just kidding). Anyway, I got the pizza, it was good and now I’m here to write a little report on the things that happened during the last three days.