Barthelona, a re-visit
Trip Start Aug 23, 1996
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First evening there, Isabel's Mum, cooked up a storm. Loads of Pimientos, Tortilla and tomato bread before they took us on an evening tour of the city. We saw most of the sights, and we ended up on a hill that a church was all lit up on and we had a great view of the city. We then went to a bar where we had beers and coffee and finally we went for a walk around the Port Olympique area. This used to be a right hole of an area, but was changed for the Olympics. Now it seemed like that there were bars everywhere with pole dancers in them. Funny how things sometimes go round a full circle !!!!! As we were in Spain, it was still early, for the Spanish that is, but it was after 2 in the morning, so we went back
It was Saturday, it was Spain. Nobody gets up, but we are kind of English, due to the fact we have been here long enough to live like them, we were up and ready to go. At about 11, we finally rolled. Rolled straight to the café with Isabel's Mum and we gorged ourselves senseless on mini chocolate pannes and croissants. It was good, then once Isabel and Jason had eaten, we went sightseeing. We walked all around the buildings, which Gaudi had designed. We had been to Park Guell previously and also climbed Sagrada Familia, so to see these buildings, it summed up my feelings from before, the guy, Gaudi, he was on some pretty heavy drugs to design stuff like this. They were just as impressive outside as in. Isabel kept us walking and we hit a Tapas bar, where I had never seen so much tapas in my life that you could order. So, after loads of tapas and beers, we moved on because Isabel wanted to take us to a little coffee shop, which specialised in Spanish donuts and hot chocolate sauce.. They were ok, but drinking the thick hot chocolate, went down a treat. Isabel then headed for Las Ramblas, and we went through this sleazy little door, and we were in another bar which looked like it had a little forest growing in it. Jason and I were on the beers whilst the girls were on gin. When you order spirits in Spain, they don't measure, just free pour. If you don't like the size, ask for more !!!!! We left, how drunk, well I am sure I was sober, and we went to another bar, where we met up with a load of Isabel's friends and her sister. More alcohol was consumed. This was Spain, and I was dying. I needed sleep. It was 5 in the morning, so we went back to her parent's place.
Sunday came, and we did a Spanish and arose late, around 12. We had the choice of walking to the bus stop to get to the airport or be driven. We decided to walk because the walk went right past the Sagrada Familia and I did want to see it at least once while we were there. Isabel's parents thought we were a bit strange because we wanted to walk, but as Captain Vimes once said, you do get a good feel of a city by walking.
After any weekend in Europe, it is always hard to get back into the English way of life, and certainly not as enjoyable. Now where is one of those free pouring bars !!!!!