Another great day over here boys and girls! I won’t spoil the highlights but today is a never-gonna-forget for my palate. Breakfast at Bravo 24 in the W, was barely even a warm up for us. We took our first spin on Barcelona’s Metro and it was posh. I love discovering mass transit in foreign cities.
Our first stop of the day was Gaudi’s famous Sagrada Familia. This is architecture that must be seen to be believed. The Sagrada was left unfinished when Gaudi died and remains a work in progress to this day. Too bad the line to get in was over and hour long and wrapped around for almost three blocks. We had to make do with a few pictures from outside and then went on a bit of a wandering walking tour of the area. OK, we got a little lost, but so what? Every intersection was an octagon which made it very hard to keep track of where we were.
Alan taught me to visit supermarkets in foreign countries and the experience never disappoints. First off, that is always the cheapest place to buy a drink and a snack and it’s interesting to see some of the delicacies stocked for locals such as ample amounts of foie gras, and entire legs of iberico ham…none of that canned junk we eat stateside. We also found a wine store and gourmet cupcakes. Today, Jamie and I are working towards a goal of 3 savory meals, and 3 sweet meals.
During our stroll we also happened upon a more traditional gothic church, with no lines and a wonderful dreary, drab interior. We paused for a moment and light electronic candles for recuperating relatives that were in our thoughts. Really, electronic candles. You drop a coin in the slot, and a little light bulb flickers on. I’m down with electronic prayer.
For lunch, Alan became fixated on Paella and solved his problem by hailing a cab and asking for “tu favorita restaurant por La Paella in Barcelonetta.” Brilliant. We were soon sitting beachside, waiting for the best paella I’ve ever had. The flavor of that rice was incredible, though the shrimps were a little overcooked for my preference. The spot did feel a little touristy, but it was still a good find. Inside, the ceiling was decorated with legs of Jamon! There must have been at least a hundred of them in all their dripping salty greasy glory.
Siesta time was preceded by a long walk down the beach. While I’m tolerant of the Catalonian liberty, Jamie turned her nose in scorn at their lascivious ways.
We were soon showered up and headed for the grand destination – dinner at Tickets. I’m going to write a complete blog post about this experience and do it full justice. Suffice to say we were both thoroughly impressed and took many pictures.
After dinner we caught a cab to Barceloneta. I was down to my last 5 Euro’s, so fortunately Alan and Michelle picked up the fare. Our first stop at the Busker Festival was sufficiently un-crowded and was an impressive band of teenagers. They did a killer, jazzy rendition of Al Greene’s ‘Let’s get it on’ and the lead Sax was absolutely on fire! After a few tunes we strolled to the next band. It was sweet to spy Alan and Michelle holding hands.
The next band had a great Latin Flavor and I think Michelle was surprised to see what a wild dancer I am. I earned my stripes with filthy hippies and can get down with the best of them. After ingesting about 8,000 calories, I needed to burn at least a few of them off. Plus, I was wearing my dancing shoes, aka New Balance 993’s. We made one more music stop to see a brass band playing renditions of popular favorites such as Jay-Z and many others. Around midnight, we parted ways and headed back to our respective hotels. Alan and Michelle tried their hands at the Blackjack tables, Jamie and I stopped for a moment on the beach to take in the midnight splendor.
Like I said, another fantastic day!