NOTHING GAUDY ABOUT GAUDI
We’d had mixed reports on Barcelona and were oh so close to skipping it altogether, but the “fors” outweighed the “against” so we thought we would go and decide for ourselves. After hosteling it for a while, we (Kez) decided it was time to check in for some ‘frills’. First and foremost, we went to check out the Picasso museum, said to host over 3000 paintings, not that we could confirm such a claim because it was closed “just because” the day we went to visit. Never liked Picasso anyway! We checked out the Catedral De Barcelona which boasts incredibly intricate detail throughout and stunning arches overhead. If one church wasn’t enough for us to visit (which usually it is!), we went to see the La Sagrada Familia – Gaudi’s most famous masterpieces with construction commencing in 1882 and due for completion in twenty twenty. There is so much detail that you could sit out the front and study it for hours… Ol’ Gaudi must have been one walking acid trip. The line up to go inside literally lapped around the block so we pooh canned that idea and got our architectural kicks from the outside. With that being Kez’s awe inspiring highlight, Ads was like a fat kid in a candy store when we went down to the marina and gawked at the colossal mega yachts in all their squeaky clean glory. Of course, there were lashings of tapas dished up during our stay which were awesome; as for the paellas? Totally overrated according to us and it wasn’t through a lack of trying.
WIN:
Overhearing an Aussie accent in our hotel lobby as we were about to head for the airport and ended up getting a ride with two young blokes on their way home. Nothing wrong with saving $60 in cab fares!
FAIL:
Kez’s best shot of the beach featuring hundreds of nude gays in the foreground. CLEARLY the boys haven’t got much to brag about because she didn’t even notice the “sausage sizzle” until reviewing the pics that night.
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