We agree to meet Alex in front of La Familia round noon 30. Train up to Gaudi Park for its scenic view of the city.
We follow signs to the entrance and see hills and stairs at nearly 45 degree incline, fortunately there are escalators we can use most of the way up.
More stairs and we are at the top. Might have had a good view but lots of trees block the city below.
One apt nearest the park has a message about consumerism and US for all to see: occupy and resist.
Find Gaudi’s house, museum. Seems the city wasn’t doing anything with this area so he redesigned it, now a major tourist stop.
Truly amazing views of the city from atop the park. You really gain a scale of how big La Familia is as it’s by far the largest structure in the city.
Back to the metro to the far south, near the port for more views from sea-side.
We are heading to Park Grüell and Montjuïc castle, more walking uphills and we missed that there was a bus that drops off at several points along the mountain.
We get lost after ascending a hill and find ourselves walking near a highway.
Back up through a garden, round restaurants until we see gondola cars like you’d see at a ski resort.
We take a break, it’s got to be 80 and we’ve been walking up hills all day. Time for water and an ice cream.
We take refuge under a tree but soon a couple of girls seated near us run away and point up: a group of birds are roosting in the trees and shitting at will.
We still aren’t sure what it is we are going to see when we reach the top but still solider on.
Cool views are about it as far as free attractions go once we reach the top. There is an old fort with admission but only Jeremy goes in to wander around.
The three of us find a bench and discuss Brexit and how English politics works. I learn MP literally means Member of Parliament, duh me!
We decide to head down to a small cafe for refreshments.
We learn how expensive the ride down in the gondolas is and it doesn’t end at the bottom either, stops about half way down so likely better for ascending trips.
Jeremy joins us and we all enjoy a beverage and a cool breeze for a change.
Jeremy locates the bus stop and sure enough a red bus swoops by to take us down the mountain!
We pass by the Olympic village that we thought was on the top of the park. Didn’t look like too much to see but you could walk around inside the stadiums.
The bus drops us off near La Rambla and we are in search of a bar to catch the evening match.
Usually we have no set destination for dinner or to catch games and while it can be frustrating, most of the time we stumble on a great place like BrewDog, a Scottish brewery and they have several pubs throughout Europe, including Barcelona!
Got a seat next to huge screen and ordered burgers.
After returning from a restroom break I find a guy in my seat who then moves and remains at my feet the rest of the match. I’m shocked neither he or I kick over his beer resting near both our feet.
Alex is in town another day so we decide to meet up at his hostel in the morning.
Jeremy and Si have very early flights, sad to see them leave.
I figure I’ll stay at his hostel for the night too, seems close and inexpensive.
We make a stop at the store to get a couple of beers.
The night ends watching a whodunnit murder mystery about an accountant at a resort. I don’t stay up to finish it but seems like he did it.
Song: Michael Bloomberg and Al Kooper Fat Grey Cloud (Live)
Beer: Five AM Saint