Right now I am whipping through the Spanish countryside on a train that’s going 200km/h. We’re on our way to Valencia after spending a couple of days in Barcelona.
To me, Barcelona is a lovely mix of beauty and oddity. Four of its beauties, in no particular order:
1. The Sagrada Família. We walked there, turned a corner, and BAM! There it was. I literally gasped.
Pictures don’t do it proper justice. The mish-mash of serious churchiness and cartoony whimsy is my kind of art. I never thought I would be so mesmerized by a church. Unfortunately we were only able to see the outside as tickets were sold out. No surprise there.
2. Park Güell. Fantastic walking trails with a Gaudi masterpiece nestled here and there. The stuff of fairy tales. I’m really digging Gaudi!
4. Sandcastles on the beach—with FIRE!
1. A yaht complete with shrink-wrapped helicopter.
2. A man walking downtown carrying an ocillating fan.
3. A young woman walking downtown carrying a toaster.
4. A beepy-boopy electronic tune of “Santa Claus is Coming to Town” coming from seemingly nowhere. Is it someone’s ringtone? No. Is it a car alarm? No. We finally see a tipped-over Christmas ornament on the sidewalk: A foot-long, cheap plastic Santa with a creepy smile on his face. Nothing and no one around it. (I was laughing too hard to take a picture.)
5. Rotisserie chickens spinning humorously and amazingly fast on a spit in a shop window. Maybe it’s a special cooking trick.
The train has arrived in Valencia! What beauties and oddities await us here?