Of all the places we visited, Troy and I agree Spain was absolutely, by far, the prettiest. You'd turn one corner on the narrow, stone-lined streets and find yourself smack dab in the middle of a farmer's market, on the steps of a cathedral or in front of a bull fighting arena. Even though we explored the city for roughly 11 hours and logged well over 10 miles by foot, we felt we hardly made a dent in the fabulous town.
Christopher Columbus near the port
La Rambla street. This entrance to Barcelona was lined with street performers, artists, florists, etc. At the bottom of the street, where the photo was taken, it doesn't look so spectacular, but it was one of my favorite sights.
Temple Expiatori de la Sagroda Familia (quite the name, huh?) We saw more churches than I'd even care to count, but this one stood out as the most unique.
Figures on the Temple
Entering city park
We spent a few hours in the natural history museum. Troy was quite smitten with this 50s style foosball table.
I personally enjoyed the pre-foosball section of the museum
I have a story about the beaches in Spain, but it's more applicable to tomorrow's post. So when I reference Troy's sneer, you'll know what I'm taking about. ;)
Outside the Picasso Museum
In the Gothic area. Not sure what exactly was going on when this photo was taken.
Enjoying the sunset by the ocean
3 comments:
that's such a cool place. did troy use his spanish skills? it looks how i picture europe.
It is so beautiful. It looks like you had so much fun. Makes me want to go to Spain.
It's funny- Troy was so excited to be in a Spanish speaking country, but when we got there, we realized the predominant language was Catalan (mixture of Spanish and French). But it was close enough to Spanish, Troy was still able to read the signs and most people spoke Spanish as well.
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