We LOVE
Barcelona. Walking the old streets, stopping for café con leche, or wine and
bread, or gelato, or gazpacho, whenever you feel like it is luxurious. The
center of the wide streets is for pedestrians, with big trees shading both
sides. Every 3 feet there is an outdoor café. We walked down a narrow alley,
lined with cafes and shops, to a large open square, and guess what we
found…more cafes, all around the perimeter of the square. Above all the shops
are several stories of apartments, each with a balcony overlooking the square or street.
From our first café con leche and croissant to our last sip of wine and gazpacho, we were trying to figure out how we could come live here for several months. There is so much food, we need more time! Will have to do a whole separate group of pictures on the food market. The Spaniards like everything fresh and as local as possible. Here it is all about the food. I think we would fit in nicely.
The Barcelonans also appreciate their public spaces and architecture (one needs a place to eat, after all). Every intersection is octagonal, making it very spacious. There are narrow lanes for cars, and wide spaces for people, and cafes. The buildings are all beautiful. The pre-eminent architect is Antoni Gaudi, who designed a magnificent park overlooking the city. We climbed to the first level, took pictures of the amazing view, then climbed some more, and had to take more pictures of the even better view. Then we climbed some more, and you get the picture. We could just barely see our ship in the distance from the highest point.
We didn’t get a chance to really interact with any local people (other than our hundred or so waiters), but “por favor” and “gracias” was sufficient survival Spanish for our purposes. We are now safely back on the ship, after one last dash through the market for wine, cheese, and bread for the voyage to Italy…Ah, Italy!
From our first café con leche and croissant to our last sip of wine and gazpacho, we were trying to figure out how we could come live here for several months. There is so much food, we need more time! Will have to do a whole separate group of pictures on the food market. The Spaniards like everything fresh and as local as possible. Here it is all about the food. I think we would fit in nicely.
The Barcelonans also appreciate their public spaces and architecture (one needs a place to eat, after all). Every intersection is octagonal, making it very spacious. There are narrow lanes for cars, and wide spaces for people, and cafes. The buildings are all beautiful. The pre-eminent architect is Antoni Gaudi, who designed a magnificent park overlooking the city. We climbed to the first level, took pictures of the amazing view, then climbed some more, and had to take more pictures of the even better view. Then we climbed some more, and you get the picture. We could just barely see our ship in the distance from the highest point.
We didn’t get a chance to really interact with any local people (other than our hundred or so waiters), but “por favor” and “gracias” was sufficient survival Spanish for our purposes. We are now safely back on the ship, after one last dash through the market for wine, cheese, and bread for the voyage to Italy…Ah, Italy!
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