Another day's nearly random rambling from La Rambla to L'Eixample...
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In the market La Boqueria, a new crepe shoppe |
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Not catering to the locals, I think; not sure I approve; nonetheless, we had second breakfast and elevenses at La Boqueria |
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Caganers--look it up--have gone from Nativity Scene novelty to major industry; we would have bought a Trump, but nothing about him is amusing |
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Walking past the Palau Guell in search of the London Bar, which was closed |
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On Rambla de Catalunya |
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A few days before Palm Sunday, and everyone is stocking up on decorative palm fronds |
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Always looking up at all the gorgeous architecture, it's a wonder we haven't been run over or fallen into a construction site |
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On Passeig de Gracia |
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The red brick is the old Montaner publishing house, the nephew of which became one of the most prominent and productive Modernistas |
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Mid-afternoon BCN lunch--at Cerviceria Catalana, which Rebecca had put us on to--the first of three visits |
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Dessert menu |
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Wonderful cocoanut pudding |
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Back on the street |
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Still our favorite, Casa Comalot |
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La Pedrera |
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Casa Battlo |
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World sentiment |
1 comment:
Oh, my...love seeing all the buildings. We felt the same way...always walking looking up and not where we were walking. Did you also eat the bread with the tomato smeared on it? I have forgotten what it was called, but it was so good.
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