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Flying from Barcelona to Rome
... through the old confusing airport to meet our transfer. The instructions on our transfer voucher said they would meet us at our exit but although there were many placards with names for transfers on display there was not one for us. Finally Scott worked out that there was a transfer desk further down and they told us to walk 100m to the next terminal and sure enough they were there. This was a huge relief as we had a long trip ...
Nationalism and Architecture
... life, it's impossible to walk to the grocery store without see it, towering above you. I’d like to take time to talk about all the sights I saw in Barcelona and how they projected such a strong image of identity.
First of all, I noticed that attempting to speak the amount of broken Spanish I know is futile in Barcelona. Since everyone speaks Catalan as their first language it is not even worth trying to communicate to ...
Guilt and fireworks
... that leads from the promenade to the sea, with an uninterrupted view of the area where we expected the fireworks to be set off and settled down.
It wasn't a long wait and we were treated very enjoyable and imaginative display including some ideas and effects that we hadn't seen before. Unfortunately, before we had even stood up after the grand finale, it started to rain again and this time it looked to be raining with intent. The beach cleared quite quickly but ...
Leanne arrives!
... and Sangria. After dinner we ventured to another bar closure to home for a night cap, Le Negro, which was kinda a Spanish version of an espresso martini before retiring hurt to bed. It had been a big day for all of us.
This morning we were up at a reasonable hour and ventured out to see the sights of Barcelona. Sam and I have been here before but it has been a few years Lea hasn’t been at all so ...
Little Barcelona
La Barconetta means little Barcelona, but it is actually a pretty big place. And an interesting one too. I think the only comparison I have is to St Kilda - there are the the flash places (and not so flash) on the waterfront. There are the dodgy places in the back blocks, and there are the cool bars in little hidden streets. And every morning when I´ve been out running there are big machines cleaning the extensive ...