Hotel Miramar Barcelona
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With only a short time in Barcelona, the great god Excel has dictated a busy agenda for today. We set out immediately after breakfast from the hotel terrace, through the botanical gardens to the cable car that leaves from gardens and descends to the waterfront above the ports, boatsheds and beachfront. The view of Barcelona is amazing as we descend …
The morning sun rising over the port of Barcelona this Wednesday was impressive. The city was bathed in the golden glow of the sun. We took breakfast on the terrace overlooking the gardens and the port. We decide upon a taxi rather than walking , to meet our tour group for a full day tour of Barcelona. The taxi dropped us roughly near the meeting …
France touched me in unexpected ways, as did the security officer at Toulouse Airport. There was no subdued lighting or music playing seductively in the background, just the single beep as I passed through the metal detector to reveal me as the lucky winner of the random body search competition. Snapping his blue latex glove into position, I was …
Throughout it all, we were reminded to not jaywalk. The guide told us that "green means you're still alive; red means dead and bloody". We made sure to only cross when we had the green.
We broke for lunch on our own. During the free time, many of the girls decided to do some shopping. Kayla seriously surprised Amani with her magical powers to get almost up to Amani's eye level. Amani couldn't believe her eyes. ...
... health coincided with the return of
warm weather so I could visit the beach. Now I am topless with the rest of the
Europeans, feeling right at home in my skin, right in between the carefree
young ones, and the beautifully wrinkled, could-care-less of the older generation.
Trying to immerse myself in my beloved salt water so I am adequately hydrated
for my inland stay in Tuscany. Feeling like a little kid waiting for a trip to
Disneyland. Italy here I come!