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Today was our most magical Spanish day. We started in Guell Park, a huge park land designed by Gaudi. The entrance is pure Gaudi whimsy with fantasy buildings, mosaic encrusted crenellations, ripples of brightly tiled benches and the iconic friendly dragon. But the whole park is a joy with winding paths leading under and over rocky viaducts, terraces and grottoes and little outcrops with incredible views of the city. The whole park was packed with visitors and ...
... and gardened and played music and stuff but thats about it. It was a much needed rest and it was perfect because now I have figured out where I'm going next. So I just got to Barcelona yesterday. I'm going to be seeing Rick in Ibiza hopefully on Wednesday. And I am planning on traveling Spain until the 6th or 7th of July. But I'm still not sue. Then Ireland to visit the aren islands. Then home. That's the plan and ill let you know how it works ...
... due to a “long queue” at Malpensa (according to the Pilot), but it wasn’t a long delay. The flight to Barcelona would be about 1H:15M and it was a very pleasant flight.
Upon arrival in Barcelona, I noticed a TV monitor which indicated baggage for our flight would be on Carousel B22. As I got to the end of the air ramp, I noticed that passengers for the next flight were ready for boarding, so the aircraft I travelled on will be ...
... siesta. At first I wasn't sure about this siesta business but have since embraced it. Go out in the morning, bust your ass touring, siesta, get your groove back and go out again. It works!
Upon arrival at the Barcelona airport, I took the Aerobus into town. It costs €5 compared to a taxi ride of €35. Save a little here and spend it a little later on. Convenient drop off locations in the city, takes about 30 minutes.
... br> Am I missing something here? text-autospace:none">After the beach we went to a Chilean restaurant
for lunch, where once again I couldn't read the menu. I asked the waiter to
explain what the specials were (he could barely speak English). Anyways, I went
with the "soft beef" with salsa. I'm guessing "soft" was
his version of fat because there was hardly any edible piece of food on the
plate. Long story short, it was one of the ...