Day Two - Barcelona
The next day was rainy—occasionally pouring—as we went to Park Güell another masterpiece from Antoni Gaudí, with three adults, three children, and one large, wet dog, Django.
Lunch, gelato and a short rest at the hotel prepared us for the La Sagrada Familia, arguably Gaudí’s most famous work.
I have seen dozens of documentaries about the basilica, but nothing prepared me for the scale of the room and the chaos of styles that somehow blend into a cohesive whole.
The day ended with dinner at Bodega La Palma, a tapas restaurant whose food is so good I forgot to take any pictures, and made it a favorite spot for Salvador Dali. Jen tells me that the owner was born in the little room upstairs where we ate. After dinner we walked past the remains of a Roman aqueduct to the nearby plaza which is Barcelona’s equivalent of London’s Hyde Park where public protest is welcome, and where there was a gathering by Democrats Abroad on the same day as the “No Kings” demonstrations in the US. (The event had to be renamed in Barcelona since Spain has a king.)