Alba Hotel 3
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... that all good and plenty of space.
The next couple of days we are in tourist mode, firstly with the bus trip, a shopping day and then some solo navigation. The bus is a top decker of course but much warmer than Paris.
We haven’t been here before so are impressed with the architecture and of course Antoni Gaudi – who seemed to capture his client’s wallets and produced some outstanding work. He was ...
... at each other and shook our heads. He then gave us Mezcal shots for free and taught us the proper way to drink it. First you dip your finger in spice to prep your mouth for the smoky flavor and then you sip on the shot. After you’ve finished the whole shot we had slices of apple to suck on. I asked what the spice was…and shouldn’t have! You know the worm that’s in the bottom of bottles of tequila normally? Well, they’re also in the bottom of ...
... stop on the Blue tour was at BFC....ah yes, the red stripes over a yellow background, the cross of Saint George and one of the winningest teams in history. Would have loved to tour the stadium but could not justify a 32 Euro per person price tag to see an empty stadium....oh well. I am sure that we walked on the same ground that Messi did....that will have to do.
The highlight of our day was the concert by Manual Gonzalez. In a small church anti-room, ...
... cuttlefish, eggplant with honey dressing....followed with a beer. All this food for a whopping €8.50 each! Love this place haha. Afterwards we decided to go and head to the beach for a swim. We went towards the nudy part as it's not as crowded as the rest (the beach is insane here, absolutely covered in people just like the photos you see of European beaches). It's funny seeing people in the nud on the beach, ...
... ocean. Just a little while. :) I'm a bit nervous contemplating my 1000 km walk to the sea, but also strangely serene. I 'm ready, setting off with just a rough list of towns, kms in between and a line I sketched in to indicate the elevation change. Why does it feel like so little with be enough?
So here I go, getting lighter and lighter as I slim my pack even more and cut off all my hair. Wish me ...