Barcelona (Day Six)

Scratch that. Still day five. I just didn't know what to call it. I actually DIDN'T take a nap after climbing that mountain yesterday. I decided that burning 6,000 calories just wasn't enough.

So after my rapid descent, I moseyed around to the coast. Barcelona is full of monuments, cathedrals and strange sculptures. Each one adds a unique feeling to its surroundings.

I sat under a palm tree to rest for a bit. The Mediterranean was two blocks away, looking as crystal green as ever. I watched two idiots trying to hitchhike on the main road. No one was even giving their frantic thumbing and sign shaking a second glance. Can't wait to try that tomorrow.

I came to the busy Las Ramblas again, and walked up the avenue surrounded by Arabs making weird noises with their mouths (I'm serious, they all had noisemakers in their mouths, dumb). I found the Boqueria Mercat, which is a huge indoor market full of meats and veggies and fish.

But I found a small Korean lady who was selling amazing combo plates (Becky, you're missing out), so I opted out for Asian food instead. I found a bench on the main street, and sat there talking to two German girls also visiting Barcelona. After exchanging stories, I continued on my trek.

I came across a huge fountain in what was considered the center of Barcelona. Huge jets shot skyward, billowing waves of cool water gushed over the edges. Legend has it that everyone who has taken a drink from this age old fountain has eventually returned to Barcelona at some point in their lives.

But I didn't want lepto, so I passed by...still thirsty.

I continued onward to the Sagrada Familia, an enormous unfinished cathedral designed by the architect Gaudi. He died back in the early 1900s, but they continued to construct his dream. It is apparently the WORLD'S most visited construction site. And you have to pay to go in.

I walked down the street some more and found a wannabe Arc de Triomf [sic]. It was reddish colored and in a horrible location. But it was still cool. I came across a park nearby full of young people sitting on the grass playing music. There were like ten different groups of people in drum circles. I felt like I was back in the 70s.

Then I walked down to the coast again, and nearly ran into a BUCK NAKED old man walking down the sidewalk! Ridiculous. I guess public nudity isn't frowned up here. I totally got a picture (I'll put it up later).