After sleeping basically all day yesterday, it was finally time for Melody and I to take to the skies and return to the Great White North. Checking out of the hotel and catching the bus like pros, we made it to the airport in amazing time. Unfortunately, this would be the last “easy” thing that… Continue reading Barcelona Travel Log — Day 14 — Insert confusion
As it was a month ago, Clara and I are once again separated by an ocean. Because of some mis-planning and bad calender abilities, we ended up having different return flights to Canada, with Clara leaving this morning and Melody and I flying out tomorrow morning. In order to make Clara’s flight, we got up early today and hit… Continue reading Barcelona Travel Log — Day 13 — And then there were two…
So this morning, we actually woke up at the kind of time that tourists usually wake up. Except like an hour later than most people in this hotel. Still. Good for us. After frittering away a couple of hours doing God knows what, it was time to head out to Placa Catalunya to aimlessly stroll… Continue reading Barcelona Travel Log — Day Elev…Twelve?
With our eyes set firmly on Montjuic, a mountain featuring several big museums and the Olympic stadium, it was time to forgo our sleep-in routine and get cracking on the day bright and early. After a big breakfast we set off, determined to conquer the hill. We were so quick to get out the door,… Continue reading Barcelona Travel Log — Day 11 — Us versus the Mountain
Because we’re asked so friggin often why we’re in wheelchairs, many of my disabled friends have thought up clever origin stories, which are complete fabrications, to tell the walkies when they ask why we’re in a chair. I suppose it’s not a very nice thing to do and a mature person would just be honest and minimize… Continue reading Dumb it Down
We’ve decided to stop talking about sleeping in as though it were a random occurrence, because frankly, it’s become the norm. After sleeping in and grabbing a light breakfast at our favourite Catalanista cafe down the street, it was time to get our museum on at the MACBA and CCCB (not to be confused with the… Continue reading Barcelona Travel Log — Day 10 — Barca, Barca, BAAAARCAAA!
Without a cloud in sight and the sun burning down, there was only one possible thing to do today–beach day. We had intended on getting an early start to things and navigate our way across the city, but were stymied by a sudden influx of foreigners who have no idea how the elevators work in… Continue reading Barcelona Travel Log — Day 9 — I’m not good at gauging ratios!
Last night ended up a bit later than expected, so Clara and Jeff opted for bed rather than staying up and trying to scratching together a blog post. So, here is an abridged version of the weekend events. Day 7 — Family and food Today was going to be a relaxing day of hanging out… Continue reading Barcelona Travel Log — Day 7 and 8 — Twice the fun
Of course, after posting the blog yesterday we realized we had missed another important story, so before getting to today’s events, here’s a brief story from yesteryear. The other day we went to the local supermarket (or super-mercat, as it’s called here…or is advertising some sort of feline superhero) to pick up some supplies (read:… Continue reading Barcelona Travel Log — Day 6 — Big Brother is Watching
Jeff was so frazzled from his “incident” yesterday that we forgot to include a smaller, but still funny, anecdote that happened. Jeff also remembered some other key points he wanted to make on travelling in Barcelona, so we’ll deal with that first before getting on with the day. Yesterday After spending the last few days… Continue reading Barcelona Travel Log — Day 5 — Clara hates Jeff’s “typoes”