*Warning: I am in a sassy mood, so this post will be sassy. Read at your own risk.* On Thursday, I stepped off the plane to a gorgeous day in London. I made my way from Gatwick to the hotel where I met C. We walked over to his office and I dropped him off …
Category: Spain
Being a tourist or being “local”? Hard to tell
Yesterday was another gorgeous spring day in Barcelona, so I decided to put on my very U.S.-looking running shoes (sea foam green and orange) and head out to see some sights. So, I packed my lunch with some llonganissa slices (excellent cured meat - hard salami like), manchego and an apple that I purchased from …
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A trip to Sant Celoni yesterday and to my Spanish “disneyland” today
The last few days I have been trying to figure out different neighborhoods in Barcelona. They're not neighborhoods like I'm used to in San Fran, that are usually known for something. Some are, like around the hospital clinic metro stop, there's a medical school and hospital, and around the universitat metro, there's a university. But, …
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Days 6, 7 and 8: Barcelona
Where to begin? Well, it seems that I have adopted a very Barelona life-style already.... eating dinner at 9:00 p.m., having an after dinner drink at midnight, clubbing from 2-4:30 a.m. Okay the clubbing was only 1 night. It was extremely fun, as we VIP'd it with some of Carnet's colleagues, which meant the best …
Day 5 – Espana
Yesterday I said I would start with tapas from last night, so I will. We went to this cute tapas place in an ally that we randomly walked down. It was called El Bixto. No more than 20 seats total, including the ones that weren't really seats but a piece of plywood covered with material …
It has been a whirlwind 4 days. United lost Mark's luggage and Mr. Angry was a little worried (as I would be if they had lost mine). My husband followed the day after we arrived and we wandered aimlessly around La Rambla the first 2 nights, eating at random tapas bars. Night 1, Mark and …
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