Onix Fira Hotel
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- Swimming pool
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Business Services
- Wheelchair accessibility
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... You think?!) also, the top of the city, so crazy views. We decide to metro home, which requires a walk down the hill to the metro station. We find ourselves in narrow winding unmarked residential streets. Moms are walking their kindergarten aged kids home from school. One of my favorite Barcelona adventures, a little insight into real life. Somehow, as usual, Norm successfully masters the winding unmarked roads, and lands us right at the metro station. A 6 minute ride later ...
It’s now an hour later. We’ve made our connection, despite having to trek half-way to the Matterhorn to find our boarding gate, and we’re eager to go. The Captain makes an announcement “I am sorry to advise that a safety clamp in ze cargo hold hes failed and ve must get a new one fitted before ve can leave.” I’m used to travelling on Jetstar so I reckon we might as well ...
... Jaeger (San Francisco) and I love to mix and match odd colors and patterns.)
No adventures today, sorry
Since I need to work and this fat burning, toxin flushing plan I am on is exhausting in the stage where I am still full of both, I will not have any time for any photo op adventures today. But this weekend I have a few things on the list: Friday, a Flamenco Show; Saturday, a water show that I wonder if it compares to the Vegas ...
... us off in the Gotic (Gothic) quarter. The buildings here were beautiful, and very ornate. We could see the Cathedral in the distance from where the bus stopped, and remarked that it would be lovely to walk around this area. We next stopped off at ‘Port Vell’ which is the city’s old port. It’s an area with a slightly more industrial feel as it used to be old warehouses, which were converted for the 1992 Olympics. It now houses an aquarium, ...
... engraved with sea creatures, before the first drops of rain began.
Hetts' nephew was due for a drink at 7.30, so we just had time to nip into good old Trady's for a few essentials before Tom arrived. The olives, nuts and boquerones we had bought in the market went down remarkably well with the wine.
Tom suggested we play a few hands of honeymoon bridge, but by the time the first hand had been dealt, it had developed into cutthroat bridge. I ...