Barcelona! What a city. To sum it up nicely, I strolled along La Rambla at all hours of the day and night, went to see the whole plethora of Gaudi buildings - even did a guided tour of one of the houses! Which was really cool because there were no corners, only rounded edges, and it was all designed to imitate an underwater environment with wild plays of light and texture. Gaudi is my new favorite architect!
Also visited the Picasso museum -be still my heart- and drooled over the masters works. It was especially cool because there was special exhibit on the photography of Lee Mills, who extensively photographed Picasso and his works in progress. Saw the aquarium, for a massive entrance fee, and walked through a glass underwater tunnel amongst sharks. Have been drinking lots of Sangria, eating Paella, getting tanned and generally having a good time.
Speaking of good times, last night was one of those. I was sharing a room with an austrailian and a british chick, clearly dating, and we decided to find a flamenco show and make a night of it. We headed out for dinner, with the brazilian also sharing our room in tow, and after dinner, flamenco, and wandering along La Rambla we decided to go for a drink. So we sit in a pub on La Rambla and get the biggest ass of a waiter ever. Miserable, rude and just plain awful. Then, in the midst of drinking our beers, Nick -the Austrailian- suggests jokingly that we drink and run. We toast this idea just as a big truck drives by hiding our patio location from view of the restaurant and evil waiter. To which I say, that would have been the perfect cover! Just as we lament our lost moment, a garbage truck stops right in front of us -cough,fate, cough- we look at each other, chug our beer and run for it. Fugitives that we are, we made it to a little side street unharmed and to this day jump at the sound of sirens. The end.
Tomorrow I'm heading to the Maritime Museum for an exhibit on Leonardo Da Vincis inventions, then to the beach, followed by grocery shopping for my really long boat ride. I'm taking the boat from Barcelona to Civitavecchia in Italy, leaving tomorrow at around 7 and arriving on the 29th at around 4. Then it's off to Roma by train and thus will begin my great exploration of Italy. Rome, Pompeii, Capri, Naples, Florence, Milan, Trieste, Venice, Verona...HERE I COME.
Off to pack and find hostels in Italy,
Cheers all,
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Petra
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2 comments:
I'm glad you hit all of the spots in Barce that I love....it makes me nostalgic...the maritime museum is Fantastic!!! and Italy is bliss........p.s. did your beer have lemon in it in Barce....??? Hope Italy's a blast...despite the fact that it will be packed.....the hostel in florence is beautiful...in a 17th century palace....see the David...I stared at it for about 45 minutes straight.
BEWARE: florence smells like urine....but on the upside is beautiful......
Eat pesto and pizza and Gelato.....
love you SOOOOOOOOo much
u need to stop in assissi. climb the mountain.. its not that hard lol and the view is awesome.
i didnt realize u had this blog i was worried something bad happened. anyways, when you come back we need to hang out before school starts.
and i would say that venice smells worse than florence.
and if you live off pasta, pizza and have gelato three times a day, you are more likely to lose weight than gain. i dont know how, but speaking from personal experience...yeah.
-brittney
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