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Casa Mila

Tapas of the day: Bomba and Chorizo Gallego. Both were delicious. Oh, and a huge pitcher of sangria, strong like Mel makes it (Irene is drunk, shh…).

Today was the day we were going to take it easy. After hitting four museums yesterday along with the castle atop Montjuïc we were due a slow day.

We started it out with our second round of churros and chocolate of the trip. The first time the churros were hit and fresh and made-to-order but the chocate was not what I was lead to believe Spanish chocolate should be. This time the churros were lack luster but the chocolate was the thick, pudding like consistency it should be. Between the two we have had one satisfying chocolate con churro experience.

Our major tourist attraction for the day was La Pedera (Casa Mila) an apartment building designed by, you guessed it, Gaudi. We bee-lined for the roof again and then slowly worked our way down.

After we did the block of discord (as Rick Steves calls it) and then walked up the Rambla de Catalunya. Paying an expensive call on Muji (google it).

We spent the afternoon strolling down by the beach. A lot of strolling. It was hot and the beaches were full of sunbathers in various states of undress. Not that I was looking at the topless women mind you…

We made it as far down as the clothing optional section (oddly, and dissapointingly, it was mostly men who opted out) before turning around.

Irene has poured the last of the very strong sangria and I’m less than sober (I won’t say how much less) and so I will end here. Tomorrow afternoon we fly to Bilbao and then on to Basque country. See you there.

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