La Segrada Familia was first on our list for our next day in Barcelona. We took the Metro out to it and took pictures of it outside, but were shocked to find that the next tickets available were not until 5:30pm. We asked if we could just pray or go to a Mass, but were told that we couldn't. Later a priest told us that they are never permitted to refuse people the right to worship in a Catholic church, but we didn't push it at the time and just decided to leave.
Then we went to look at a few of Gaudi's other buildings.
We went into a famous market street right about lunchtime and got some fresh squeezed juices and some snacks.
Then we went to get the kids McDonalds and we all chose a tapas restaurant in a square where the kids could play and we could sit and eat. There were a few street performers, singers and dancers, that came through while we relaxed.
After our late lunch, we stopped by the Christopher Columbus Statue and then took the Metro to the beach. The kids got ice cream and played on the busy, busy beach for a little while. The kids all voted to have doner kebabs again. Brian and I went to the Picasso museum, dinner, and a Speakeasy without the kids.
In the Picasso Museum, Brian was really trying to let me enjoy it even though it isn't his "cup of tea." However, I couldn't help but laugh at some of his unrestrained comments. "Do you think he got a brain tumor in his old age?" was my favorite. It is remarkable how much his style changed over the years.
Outside of the Picasso Museum |
Outside the Speakeasy |
Inside the Speakeasy |
The tapas place was raved about online and it was worth the 15 minute wait. Brian met yet another American doctor, and when my husband proceeded to tell how him that he was an introvert and chose Pathology to avoid people, he looked at me and said, "Yeah, he seems like a real introvert." I keep telling him that he's not, but he won't listen.
Bruschetta, toasted bread with tomato rubbed on it |
Wasabi Mushroom Salad |
Crispy Eggplant |
Pork Tacos with Cracklins |
We had to leave the next morning and we decided to drive straight home, despite the 12 hour drive. Before leaving we hit the playground right outside our place one more time. I let the kids play everyday when we came back to the apartment. They really enjoyed it, at least the younger ones did, after being cultured and tortured all day.
Adios, Barcelona! I hope we meet again someday!