Lights up and it’s Barcelona town. Everyone looks European and fantastic and generally like they are in a Olive Garden commercial. Guys. Do you know what I just realized? They are in Barcelona! I didn’t know this because they hadn’t mentioned it before, but now I do. It’s like the Olympics, FOR LOVE!
Strangely, this week Barcelona is NOW the perfect place to fall in love. It used to be Germany while polka dancing while Dryden watched from the crowd, but now it’s Barcelona.
The dudes show up and everyone qualifies why Barcelona is the perfect place to fall in love.
Michael G., the current worst person in the world and the official mouthpiece of the group is lamenting how everyone is totally mad at James because he didn’t match his hoodie with them AND he wants to be the next Bachelor.
Chris Harrison strolls up and talks about the dates in terms of a mathematic equation. He also reveals that Drew will be getting the first date.
“THIS is the best feeling in the world.” Drew on getting a date card and being completely serious.
Harrison tells the guys to use their time with Des wisely and the guys take this as sage advice as though this is the first time that concept had dawned on him.
Des meets Drew wearing some awful scarf that looks like it was made from the furniture cover of an old cat lady. Drew looks like a magazine model and totally has the personality of one it seems.
Before the date gets started Drew is like, “I hear that everyone gets to french kiss you, so…..?” so they make out. For Des this season, the french kiss is the new handshake of cordiality.
Des and Drew drink out of a road faucet because it means something? OH WAIT. IT DOESN’T MEAN ANYTHING. it just supposedly mean that they are supposed to come back to Spain? They didn’t even bother to circle it back around and equate it to love. There must have been ZERO usable footage from this date.