I just noticed, this was not posted! Sorry for getting this out of order...
Even though we were determined to get up early...again we couldn't wake up till 9:00am. I opened our balcony windows, looking down Placa de Pi- people bustling around- wondering how they can stay up eating until mid-night and get up earlier the 8:00am. My back is already sore from 8-hr of solid walking yesterday - and I feel like I am developing thunder-thighs!
Chris and Karina wanted to go back to the same restaurant... But I wanted something a lot lighter. I convinced them to go to Cafe Eliazabet for breakfast where the place was busy with locals sipping cafe con leche and baguette sandwich with jamons. They have the TV on - showing Catalan lotto drawings. They way these two teenagers chant the numbers were monotonous and irritating, but one of those "tunes" you catch yourself humming later.
We had followed Rick Steve's walking guide of Catheral area- but modified by me to include "Perfume" tour as well as antique shops, 250 year old candle shop stop and hand-crafted paper shop.
The walk started at old drinking well where the horses also had their water. It is now a photo-op stop for my own Mules:
Right around the corner from the well is old Roman wall remains where you can still see the original stones from Roman era.
For some reason, everywhere we went, the places were filled with school kids- teenagers. That, of course, provided extra entertainment for Karina, comparing Catalan boys vs Seattle boys. She concludes, boys here are "hatter" in general. All I see is bunch of teenagers and they all look and act exactly the same as in Seattle.
Another thing... Just about every major square is hosting Christmas vendors. Most of them are selling more religious items - like Nativity figures, etc. But of course, there are vendors selling Christmas logs which remind you of Mr Hanky from South Park (Season 1 Ep 1 to be exact...).
We walked into the Cathedral, met by 13 geese (acting as alarm). As we entered inside, we saw a couple that made us laugh....... The book looks awfully familiar......
A short walk from the Cathedral is Place de Sant Filip Neri- small, quiet square with fountain, surrounded by buildings with bullet holes as the place was Franco's killing field. The place was nice and tranquil - until herds of kindergarten kids came out of one of the building, and one snotty boy screaming at me "Photos No!" with waving arms. I, being a friendly mother of former kindergartner, of course though he was saying something friendly and waving at me- until Karina started to laugh, telling me what the kid was telling me. Again, it is so unfair that once you know one of Latin language (for Katina's case, French), you can understand another Latin language (like Spanish-Spanish) pretty easily.
If you saw my Facebook, we went to Valor (chocolate place) from here- and using their free WiFi, we posted some photos -- so check out a photo of "so thick a spoon cannot sink" hot chocolate there.
We strolled all the way down to the Port - where we could finally sit down, feel the nice gentle breeze as again, street vendors were selling fake Chanel, Hermes etc a la Canal Street.
We have to leave early tomorrow leaving for Granada! We are going to try some tapas and hope to go to sleep bit earlier than mid-night....as we have to get up at 4:30am!
More to come soon!!
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