We still haven't gotten use to the getting up at 12pm, eating lunch at 3pm, dinner at 10pm, and partying at midnight thing just yet. The siesta part, that we are getting very good at! The train ride from madrid to Barcelona was an easy 3hrs, on a very comfortable and fast train. Though on the train, there were many, what I'm assuming Americans, that complained about the train.
Our dinning experiences so far has been mostly "misses" and a few "mediocre." The downside of traveling and not making friends with the local. One distasteful experience had to be Vietnamese food here in Barcelona. We yelped, tripadvisor, etc., and still we were lead astray. It's too much to get into, but we should've known when we saw no Vietnamese people working there, no Asian patrons, and that this is Spain! The menu has misspellings of the Vietnamese dishes, the decor was contrite, and there was an off-brand sriracha(sp) sauce! Jamie had a Vietnamese coffee, which was overfilled w/ ice and milk, so it overflowed as the coffee drip in.
One of our favorite pasatiempo here has been buying beers and drinking in parks and at the beach. Extremely cheap and extremely amazing. A business idea that's trending is people making mojitos on site and selling it! After you buy one, follow up questions tend to be "where are you from?" And "you want hash, cocaine, weed...?"
This city is popular with Gaudi architectures so everywhere you go, you see his work. The first two pictures are from Madrid, then of Güell park. We miss our little man.
Next up, Ibiza, where Jamie promises days-long dance parties and drugs. Drugs - Spanish lingo for beach time.
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