We woke up to a wet, rainy morning. Stefanie made crepe batter and then handed the work to Carl-Phillipe, who provided a hearty breakfast! In a flurry of extra whipped corner driving (“with this Monday bank traffic”) we were delivered to the train station for our 4 hour journey to Spain. I enjoyed watching the scenery change. We had nice seats for the first trains but had to connect to a different train and lower class in Narbonne for the remainder of the journey. But it was still fairly pleasant. Also at Narbonne we popped out to grab snacks at a corner market. The landscape became more and more “California” to me, and the sun came out! At Barcelona Sants station we got fairly lost, but kind strangers helped us fumble to the right train to our hotel.
After unloading and refreshing we immediately walked to tapas! We went to Babula as the concierge recommended. Delicious, every single bite!
satisfied, we hit La Rambla (with all the other tourists) and admired the architecture while popping in stores. Along the way I spotted the Josep Bouquer market and Stefani clapped her hands in joy because it was closed every time she tried to go in her last visit. We shared some more small bites and she almost bought some jambon to take home.
Our final destination this day was la mer, and we found her! Perhaps darker and colder than is ideal. Nevertheless we doffed our shoes and chased the waves, then walked down the shore. It was delightfully childlike. Afterward we washed our feet and walked all way back to the hotel. Our legs are tired but it was as reading to eat and walk so much after a morning train ride, and the water was nice too! Time to sleep again.
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