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Montserrat… one drink at that altitude and you are done.

14 Mar

Today through my expert navigating skills, Rachel and I went to Montserrat, a mountain with a monastery about an hour by train out of Barcelona.  We really had no idea what to expect, but we were pleasantly surprised.  We had to take a cable car up, which was made by the krauts in the 1930’s so I wasn’t too worried about it breaking.


(view from the top)

We got to the top, and just started to explore.  We found a trail head and decided to take a hike, turned about to be about 2 hours in total, but we got to a nice vista and enjoyed our croissant ham and cheese sandwiches that we purchased earlier from our local shop in the barrio.  


(navigating during the hike)

After surviving our hike, we enjoyed a nice cold beer while doing some good people watching, our favorites were some German high school kids by far.  There were also some locals selling a variety of cheeses, honey, and other trinkets if you are interested in that sort of stuff.  Highly recommend going if you have the chance, I know i’ll be back!



6 Mar

Tonight Rachel and I ate at a Catalan restaurant and it was delicious, but the service was something out of Eastern Europe.  After our long journey of navigating the streets of Barcelona and Rachel almost killing me in the process, our waitress, which I nick named “Svetlana” started by asking if we had a reservation in a rude tone(the restaurant was empty) and then proceeded to be nasty when we picked a table.  

Then to my surprise, a nice older man came out and read us what would be available to order.  Through the accent and long list, I just ordered what I remembered and hoped for the best.  I got the white beans with clams,  and Rachel got the artichokes with ham, both delicious.  For the main course we split a 1 kilo sea bass which was grilled flesh side down, served with poached potatoes and a marinated roasted bell pepper.  To top it off we got some chocolate truffles and some coffee.  A delicious, simple meal that I will definitely remember.  My burps taste like gyros so maybe I can make a combination of those things and start a new rage.