Leisurely Sunday

Along the port in Barcelona, the former slums have been reclaimed to provide locals and tourists alike with a lovely promenade across the water. Here, temporary tents selling anything from antique post cards to silver decanters flow into the more familiar if unwelcome mega mall. Commercialism at its finest, and all laid out for the perfect Sunday stroll.

When my tired feet (and my wallet) could no longer support me, Serena and I headed back to the Park Citudatella for a little study time near the “uninteresting” fountain of Gaudi. We sat surrounded by sunbathing locals, children having a water fight, and the sounds of the Cappoera Dance Fighting exhibition that set up shop in the gazebo near us.

It was the perfect place to read more of Robert Hughes – perhaps the only place. Only here, in Barcelona, having walked the streets and seen the sights of which he speaks, can his writing make sense. And today was an amazing day, compounded by the fact that I finally finished The Great Enchantress.

One down, one to go…