We have finally arrived in Barcelona . After one of the best overnight flights to London (best is measured by the amount of sleep I get) and
a short hop to Barcelona
we have arrived at what is a CRAZY hotel.
I should mention that between flights we have a couple of hours which is
the perfect amount of time to get an airport shower, a couple of drinks and a
bite to eat. I don’t ever think I’ll
tire of showering in an airport. Of
course I am counting the days until I can shower at 40 000 feet - a girl can
dream.
pepto-bismal-chic |
As we are only here 3 nights
we only unpack a bit and head out into the sultry Sanish evening in search of
tapas. Other than Cava, the Gypsy Kings
and Antonia Bandaras I think the best Spanish invention has got to be TAPAS. A meal can be made entirely of these little
appetizers which is how Chris and I love to eat – a little of this…a little of
that…and a meal is made. We have patatas
bravas (potato chunks with a spicy sauce), calamari (of course), a piece of
omelette and chorizo sausage (I am not usually the biggest fan of sausage in
general, but in Spain
I somehow feel differently.) All of this
washed down with a bottle of wine.
Vacation is off to a BUENO start!
Picasso Museum - no pics allowed inside |
tapas |
The next day we get a late
start and visit the Pablo Picasso museum by 12:30. We have pre-purchased tickets which is by far
the best approach. Although there is a
very long line we bypass this and head right in. We haven’t paid more, just planned
ahead. This museum is not particularly
big and we are out in about 90 minutes.
Our late lunch is tapas on a
terrace (basically an open space in the middle of a courtyard outside the
restaurant- calamari, Manchego cheese, tomato bread and Cava Sangria. I have never had Sangria made with Cava, but
it is delicious. Tomato bread is also
something new to me – toasted bread (any kind) rubbed with olive oil and
tomatoes – I’m in LOVE. While we eat we are serenaded by a couple of guys
singing while playing their guitars – they are very good. Often there are musician strolling while we
eat outside in Europe , but in comparison these
guys are good. We happily listen while
we eat, drink and watch the world go by.
Dessert is a couple of ice-cream cones where the very picky ice-cream guy won’t take my Turkish $$. It looks very similar to a Euro coin and I
don’t even notice, but he sure did.
Chris eating dessert!! |
Siesta is in order
accompanied by a bottle of Cava and some blogging. In the evening we wander around and eat (more
tapas.)
4 comments:
Couldn't stop laughing when I saw Chris in that very pink bed.
Leona
I like the not a big fan of sausage comment knowing hubby's nickname is sausage....makes me laugh.... Look forward to reading the adventures
Dave
ROTFL...the pink room is awesome!!! looks like Grandma's bedspread!!
That room is something else!! Made me laugh out loud:)
Lori
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