A Day On My Own

Trip Start Dec 15, 2006
Trip End Jan 05, 2007

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Sunday, December 24, 2006

I woke up feeling like total crap. Again. the whole plague seems to minimize itself once I get my butt moving, so now I look forward to about half an hour after i wake up and not feel like I am about to die, or hack up a lung. It takes that long for the fluid to drain. Gross, I know, but it is my reality at the moment, and ugly reality it is!
Everyone had stayed up very, very late the night before, or should I say the morning before. I was getting alittle cranky at the slow starts to the day. I mean, I am in Barcelona, I can sleep at home anytime!!!
I showered and dressed and walked out the door and everything was still quiet as a church mouse. No One had stirred. I was a bit irritated at Jer for not going with me at first, as he was the one who promised he┤d get me back to the museum when I was gutted the first time I didn┤t get to go, but once I got going, I realised I really needed a day on my own. Really.
I started off. The map was in my bag, but I am a very visual person, so normally I go by sight, and since we had toured around the area already a bit, I felt confident. Tina and Marc are map people, Jer and I are wanderers, feeling our way by sight, or asking, even if just to spark up a friendly conversation with a local. I walked down El Ravel to the end and around the corner past the convent we went by the first time. I followed the road straight and then it starts going up. The sun was shining brightly and even though I was still feeling pretty rough, I marched on. I was happy with the simple pleasure of the sun on my face. Of the feeling of being alone was well. I am a people person, but need quiet time just to soak things in, absorb my surroundings and just be me in the world. I was getting increasingly happier. I spotted my two old friends from the day before, two older men, sitting on what appeared to be Ęthe´rĘ park bench with a little dog in one of the men┤s laps. They smiled brightly when they saw me. I loved their little dog, which oddly enough, loads of old men seem to have here. I walked over and practised my very broken Spanish on them while giving some love to the little one. They seem very pleased that I liked the dog so much. I joked to them that they have a little dog, and then many women will come over to say hello. They loved that and laughed and laughed! It was funny.
I continued my way, curving through the streets and eventually came upon the Archaeological Museum and knew I was still on the right path. I stopped at some of the gardens along the way and breathed the fresh air and enjoyed the various statues and landscaping. It was nice just to be able to take my time, stroll along, and stop wherever I wanted.

I made it to the top and was almost at the Museum of art. I stooped at the top and sat on a park bench and then quietly took in the view of Barcelona again. the view which, when I first saw it, took my breath away. All of the buildings together, the beautiful architecture, Sagrada Familia in the distance.
I took some more photos and made my way to the entrance of the museum. The museum itself is absolutely gorgeous! Incredible. i have loads of photos which i will upload at another time. You can choose to see certain parts or all, and I chose all. I knew it would be worth it.There was so much to see and I had the best time. I poured over all the art like I have never poured over art before. I had a voracious appetite for all the details, imagining the lives of the artists, and the times in which they were painting, the different genres fascinating in their own rights. I plan on updating this entry with all the details, for my own sake really, but will not bore all you non-art fans at the moment. I could write forever about the museum. 
I spent about 5 hours immersed in my own world, and in the world of all the artists displayed in the museum. I headed back about 6 pm, stopping for a pick-me-up cafe con leche along the way. It was dark and the city looked beautiful, The way the light was bouncing off the tops of the buildings was dreamy. I made it back without a glitch, hitting all the landmarks which guided my way home. I had had a wonderful day and felt rejuvenated in a way that I have not felt on this trip so far. i think the day reminded me that I actually miss traveling alone. There are times when I have lonely, but there are trade-offs in any way one chooses to travel. I got back to the apartment about dinner time and everyone had just been lounging around. We were heading to Barceloneta for a big seafood feast that night and I was very excited about that indeed!!! I had a few glasses of wine, and a hot shower and got ready to head out with the rest. The seafood extravaganza is another story all in itself!!! I┤ll leave you all for now.........will update photos later, I am heading to Barri Gotic, The Old Town, for a nice Christmas day stroll through  the old gothic area.
Love to you all.
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