Barcelona was the global destination with the honour of learning all about Clubflat this year.  But it seems the Catalan's are a bit of an arrogant bunch and considering you're a tourist lining their pockets for the overpriced services, you'd think on the whole they would be a little bit friendlier towards you.  Laze even got told off for ordering some food in English and not Spanish!  Do you want the business bitch?!  Well the place got stickered and carded in the usual fashion anyway, more so because of the general unfriendliness of the locals.  It's just a shame we didn't sticker our phone's, wallets and money, then our possessions might have been safer from the hordes of pickpockets from whom you have more chance of being done over by than not!  We really had to watch each others backs on this jaunt as there were plenty of shady characters roaming around at night.  But we rolled with the punches and if anything it added to the whole comical ridiculousness of this highly memorable occasion.  The Clubflat Team didn't hold back on larging it right from the word go with each night getting even more out of control than the preceding one.  Mines a quaddie voddie with a double Jagermeister shot on the side, thanking you.  Wallet's in the front pocket...