Ok, so I´ve been crap about keeping up with the blog, I know.
Suffice it to say that Barcelona is great. Though you can´t get a decent salad to save your life.
Fariba arrived on Friday finally after a long day or two days of getting harassed by Delta. Her luggage followed on Sunday. Which sucked for everyone...poor thing.
We managed to have fun anyway, eating our way through the city. Saturday we went to the Miro museum, a lovely space with a gorgeous rooftop with sculpture.
Miro is not my favorite, but I thought the space was perfect and it really showed his sense of humor. After the museum, we took a cable car over Montjuic, which was lovely as we had it to ourselves on the way.
On the way back, some Spaniards joined us, which means we had four people staring at us like we showed up from Pluto. That evening we had some delicious bargain-basement-priced Cava and delicious tapas, too.
Sunday was a late morning and some Gaudí viewing in l´Eixample area. He is a genius. I have never seen anything like it.
After a nap, it was off for more tapas and the most delicious white wine I have tasted in my life.
Monday: more Gaudí at the Park Güell.
And July has come in with all of its fury. It is now officially hot. But Gaudí continues to be amazing, even in a park, and later Fariba and I checked out one of his private homes that he built again in L'Eixample, a hotbed of Modernisme.
More tapas and wine that evening overlooking the Santa Maria del Mar.
Tuesday was time to hit the beach, so Fariba and I took the train which I swear was the slowest train on the face of the earth. However, even so, we got to Garraf in 40 minutes, the cutest little Mediterranean beach ever. We found a boy to rent chairs and and an umbrella from and settled in. Droopy and/or nonexistent boobs and huge pregnat-like bellies on men notwithstanding, it was lovely and the water clear and cool. We had lunch at a cafe overlooking the sea, rose with mussels and anchovies.
A Chinese guy came around offering massages and I had to partake of course. The fastest massage ever, but it was actually on my beach chair, which I can´t beat. Back to Barcelona, where we actually found a salad for dinner. Shocker.
Did I mention the Gray´s Anatomy episodes that were dubbed in Spanish that I watched for two hours? And my fab ankle-strap red sandals?
Today, I saw Gaudí's Sagrada Familia church and a Modernisme hospital. Sagrada Familia was crazy crazy, he is a genius.
They are still working on it, of course, and hope (!!) to be done by 2026, the 100-year anniversary of Gaudí's death. Not looking good.
The hospital, Hospital de Sant Pau, was built in many different buildings so that the patients could enjoy the grounds while being ill. Sounds lovely, but not so logical. They´re building another sterile but functional hospital nearby. Anyway, I was there with my Nikon and it was weird with my camera while people were waiting on their loved ones' diagnoses.
Then to Cal Pep, a famous seafood joint, for the 45,000 calorie lunch. Delicious, but shoot, I have to get my paws on some tofu and veggies ASAP.
That´s all for today. Off to Granada tomorrow and the Alhambra. More soon!
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