About a month before August, I had no idea I would be traveling to Spain. Never have I really listed this country as one of my top future travels but when I got that call from Tita Virgie asking me to hop on to this trip with her and her friends, I said YES in a heartbeat! And it was worth every second I was there. Spain was magnificent.
Besides the SEXCHITECTURE which is the main feat of the Spanish culture (orgasmic beauty of its rich architecture), the city’s pride is its abundance of street cafés. Almost every corner has a cozy spot for foodies, coffee lovers, or basically anyone who just wants to get buzzy in the light of day.
I think Barcelona could be described in one word, “sexy”. I like the unpredictability of this city, it’s almost seductively mysterious. It is eclectic and eccentric. I couldn’t tell if it’s the old or the new culture or the mixture of the two that heightens its mystery. I just now this city spells “sexy”.
Always stopping for a hot cup of coffee or a warm croissant in between shopping. :) And sometimes, a glass of wine to match the city’s elegance.
Spain boasts of its masterpieces as if it’s the throbbing veins and arteries that keep the city alive. They are not just landmarks, but they are ICONS that show how the Spanish history has evolved in time. It makes me realize why the country was to-die-for. Knowing a chunk piece of Spanish history, I know they fought in wars to colonize; trying to build christianity and spread their culture. If I was born in that era, I’d welcome the spaniards have I known their passionate love for arts. It would have rubbed off on me, or maybe it did since I have spanish ancestors? We are not talking about small statues and what nots here. These sculptures and historical buildings were gargantuan! I wish I had more time to immerse myself and get to know the intricate arts that makes up their culture but all I had was quick snapshots and second-to-minute glances from the hop on, hop off bus. :(
Enjoying the Spanish sun. It’s warm and cozy at the park so I sat there for a quick stop.
I was just speechless most of the time. I can’t even begin to imagine how they come up with these intricate designs. It’s just amazing I could cry.
Bringing me home some souvenir from Starbucks Cataluña. I am so excited to collect Starbucks mugs from all over the world! And it starts right here. ;-)
Catching our train to Cataluña’s Sta. Maria de Montserrat early AM in España and I am so glad there’s a cup of warm cappuccino and chocolate-filled croissant at the subway to fuel us up.
You can’t leave España without shopping in their homegrown brand, MANGO.
When in Barcelona, never miss Wok Dau’s eat-all-you-can marathon which starts early evening until late night. They have the best seafood buffet ever and you better have the guts for such binge-eating. My tummy wasn’t prepared for this. Uh-oh.
My second night grub is at El Rey de la Gamba. After our night stroll at the beach and tasting the Mediterranean sea, we headed straight here for the most delicious seafood everythang!
Now it’s time to wrap up and CHILL. It was a beautiful day and I haven’t written enough to describe Spain in deets. I guess there are things that are better left unsaid. Or maybe… I am just too lazy to write. Oh wells! x o x o