It’d be easy to write that I haven’t had time to post and, while it’s the truth, let that be my excuse. But the most honest truth that I can offer is that posting online hasn’t been my priority whilst I have been over here in Europe these past two (?) weeks. I think I love “the moment” so much that many of them end up piling into hours and soon the whole day is gone and then it’s the next.
I don’t think, however, that I’d have it any other way!
My absence excused, I think it’s time to note that we are currently in Barcelona, Spain., having an absolute ball. After arriving four days ago to a rather sketchy situation (a late night flight and no landlord in sight–I’m a poet; I know it :-D), we have since grabbed the bull by the horns (going all out with the typical Spanish cliché there, lo siento) and have begun to absorb the city as much as possible. Considering our night-owl status, a lot of our sightseeing has taken place from 4pm until 12am, providing an unparalleled depiction of the city in my favourite way: at night.
Over the past four days, we have visited La Sagrada Familia, eaten at only four pinchos/tapas bars, gone to two antique markets, experienced one fruitless attempt of pickpocketing, eaten a plethora of amazing dairy products, met many vivacious characters, visited a museum documenting Picasso’s growth, and been astounded by the sheer beauty of the antiquity of Barcelona and the Spanish culture. As previously mentioned, I adore to have a go at speaking in español. My favourite second language, I feel that Spanish has a kind of warmth to it that I haven’t quite found in other languages. So, needless to say, my inner Spaniard has come out in full throttle as I chuck out roughly strung together sentences, and gesticulations paired with “Como se dice…y….que se llama esto?!”
I love it, frankly.
As a quick review of some of the top spots, with some more specific posts to come:
La Sagrada Familia
An astounding feat by the genius/insanity of Gaudi, La Sagrada Familia was a truly absolute reminder of the power of a goal and persistent dedication. While it’s not due to be completed until 2026 (when, I hope, my yet-to-exist-kids will be able to check out the basilica in all its glory), the structure and interior of the church is magnificent–and, as Hermano puts it, “majestic.” The way the light filters through the stained glass; the echo of the acoustic reverberation of the many languages spoken inside its walls; the forest-like structure of the main room; the plethora of angles and shapes and colours–I’m hard-pressed to believe that Gaudi was anything but a visionary.
barcelona. photo by riley.
barcelona. photo by riley.
TAPAS/PINCHOS
Ever since we visited San Sebastian last summer, Madre, Padre, Hermano and I have been fascinated by pinchos (or, pintxos) — basically a tapas-esque finger food, skewered to a piece of bread. They’re pretty addictive. While we have only visited four pinchos/tapas bars thus far (three in one night, and one the other for a quick snack), it has already become evident that traces of what we so loved about the Basque country is reminiscent in certain gastronomical gems in the hidden parts of Barcelona.
barcelona. photo by riley.
barcelona. photo by riley.
DAIRY DREAMS
Just down the street from our apartment sits a gorgeous shop dedicated to the selling of dairy products — cheeses, milks, ice creams, yogurts, mousses; all spectacular in flavour and very affordable. Since Hermano and I like to consider ourselves “dairy connoisseurs,” daily trips to the shop, Granja Armengol, and visits with the lovely gal behind the counter, have not been lost on us.
barcelona. photo by riley.
NIGHTLY WANDERS
One of our favourite things to do (and something that we tend to do a lot) in almost all cities we visit is to wander around the back alleys and hidden streets at night. In doing so, we discover all of the local gems, and undiscovered uniquities that separate the tourist traps from the truly terrific. One such spot was El Perro Blu, a quaint little bar of which we sat out the front, seduced by the owners two caged budgies and having a drink while watching the locals walk by. The extra great part about it, though, is the owners art on the walls–something not to be missed!
barcelona. photo by riley.
barcelona. photo by riley.
Barcelona has been incredible thus far. With two days left before we jetset off to the next destination, we aim to cross of some more “Must Do!”s, discover some more random spots of perfection, and speak lots more Spanish.
Es possible, no?
Creo que sí. 🙂
R.