My 24th Birthday… Again (Yes, Science Can’t Explain It)

24: Reloaded”
🔥 Even Keanu Reeves would be jealous of my sequels.

This Wednesday, 27th, from 18:30, I’m celebrating another year of surviving adulthood (barely) — and as the New in Barcelona community’s creator, I figured: why not drag all of you into the madness?

📍 Where?
At our temple of questionable decisions: Bistro Marina (Carrer de la Marina 22).
Yes, THAT bar/restaurant where half of us promised “just one drink” and woke up regretting life choices.

🍸 Schedule (if we can call it that):

18:30 → Drinks, gossip, and pretending we know what we’re doing with our lives.

20:30 → Dinner, because even existential crises taste better with food.

😏 Important notes:

❌ “How old are you?”
👉 Classified information. Think of it like Area 51, but with a beer.

❌ “Why on a Wednesday?”
👉 Because nothing screams YOLO like showing up hungover to work on Thursday.

😏 FAQ (a.k.a excuses people give for not coming):

❌ “But it’s Wednesday…”
👉 Exactly. Wednesdays were invented for this.

❌ “I don’t know anyone there…”
👉 Perfect, now you’ll know 20+ internationals who also don’t know anyone.

❌ “I’m on a diet.”
👉 Sorry, birthdays are legally recognized cheat days in Barcelona.

Weare already 25 international people! join me to this special day!
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