Barcelona, Spain; Arc de Triomf, Parc de la Cuitadella, El Born Market, Beach scenes, Magic Fountain

Still feeling the effects of what I think is a “shelf stabilized” milk affliction, we took it easy on our first day in Barcelona. Our Airbnb wasn’t ready when we arrived, so we went and had lunch and then walked around. The first thing we ran across was the Barcelona’s Arc de Triomf. I think my photo shows how I was feeling….a little right of axis?

This archway was built as the main entrace to the Universal Exhibition hosted by Barcelona in 1888. A short walk further down the road led us to the Parc de la Cuitadella, which was the original site of the Universal Exhibition. Now it’s a huge park with statues, lakes, and a ton of birds of various types. When this park was first built in the mid 19th century, it was the only green space in the entire city. At 70 acres, it dominates the city map.

 

The next day we walked into the Gothic Quarter (the oldest part of the city) to do some shopping, and ran across what looked like a market, only to find the original market building covered some ruins.

These ruins tell an interesting story, and shed some light on why the Catalans (these people will tell you they are not Spanish, so don’t call them that) are so vociferious in their quest for independence from Spain.

This is the former site of the El Born Market, the first large-scale cast-iron market building in Barcelona, built in 1876. After serving as a market for 95 years, the locals considered it an eyesore and wanted to tear it down. Fortunately that didn’t happen. It’s a beautiful building today.

During the discusson to determine the fate of the building and site, it was finally decided in 2002 to use the site as a library. While doing excavations to build the internal parts of the library, they ran across these ruins. All work was stopped to preserve them.

As it turns out, these are the ruins of a former portion of the city that existed until the Catalonian defeat in the War of Succession in 1714 (when they capitulated to Spain). As punishment, Spain destroyed this portion of the city to build a huge military fort they called the Citadel (which has since been demolished itself). The people who lived here were forced out, and in some cases forced to destroy their own homes. That would piss me off!

These ruins bring out their Catalan pride, and the site is an awesome site to visit. Forgot to mention…it’s free, and all of the signs are in English!

We then walked down to the beach, and wow…was it crowded! So much for the “down” season! There were maybe 4 cruise ships docked, and about 100 luxury yachts…..I need to make friends with one of those guys someday!

Trust me, I found a quiet spot on the beach….it was wall to wall people most places.

All along the beach there are guys building “sand castles” with their cup out for change. This is their job. There were some pretty impressive ones along the way, but this one was my favorite, and I actually gave him some of my loose change.

We walked the length of the beach and checked out the W Hotel. Unfortunately their 26th floor bar with a view of the city was closed until 6 PM. I’ve since found out that this is a “hip hop” bar, so I’m glad it was closed. Still, the hotel is beautiful, and right on the water.

Fletcher decided this apparatus needed climbing.

We had an excellent dinner at a little place called La Gastronomica, and then walked over to the Magic Fountain. Basically a Bellagio water performance set to 80’s music. They even played “Can’t Touch This”!

This went on for a half hour. Very cool! More Barcelona to come!

Porto, Portugal; Harry Potter Book Store?, Clerigos Tower, Church of Saint Francis, Yeatman Restaurant, Calem Port House

Our time in Porto didn’t really play out into individual days outiside of the first day, the Douro valley and Conimbriga. Part of the problem is Chris and Kim both got quite sick, Chris in particular, so we spent quite a bit of time in our room one day. With that being said, we still saw some cool and crazy stuff (or as Leonardo, our incredible driver liked to say, “Craze”….that is our new saying for anything crazy). I apologize in advance for the lengthy post.

First up is this line to get into the bookstore where J.K. Rowling supposedly wrote the first Harry Potter book. This store charges 8 euros just to walk in the door, and the line goes WAY down the street. WTF? I don’t get it at all. No, we did NOT go in. Holy crap are people stupid!

Maybe 25 meters away is this great view of my two favorite people in front of the Clerigos Tower, which we are about to climb. This tower marks the center of Porto.

The view from the top. This was not easy to climb up…the stairs are VERY narrow and most non-American (yes, I’m being biased) tourists have no concept of how two bodies fit past each other. I literally got stuck at one point and had to elbow a fat woman to get her to move! WTF? I think she was German. I don’t hate German’s, I just got that impression….”my fatness matters” or some such shit.

Remember that shot of Kim and Fletcher a little ways back? This is looking down on that park.

A final shot of the Tower before walking down the hill.

We then went to the Church of St. Francis, because we heard how much gold was covering the church. We were not disappointed. All of that money could have been spent on so many worthy causes….versus making wood shiny…..but that’s just me.

More shiny wood that could literally pay for a thousand homes for the poor.

This was a shot through the floor of the crypt area. Seemed odd to me that they just threw in all the bones so haphazardly

Sunset from the bridge crossing the Douro River. This is facing Gaia, on the opposite side from Porto.

Another sunset shot from our room in Gaia. We were pretty shocked at how crowded the entire Porto/Gaia area was for late December.

We went to the Yeatman, a luxury hotel with a 2 Michelin Star restaurant, for Fletcher’s birthday dinner. I saw this scuplture inside the hotel and had to get a photo.

The birthday boy!

We toured one port house in Gaia, Calem. I wanted to tour more, but with being sick and all of the houses being closed on New Year’s Day, we only fit one in. A very generic tour but still educational, and the tour guide had a good sense of humor. Followed up by a tasting of three types of Port.

Our New Year’s Eve dinner. Most of the restaurants on NYE need to be pre-booked well in advance and they almost all charge a fortune. This was the highest rated sushi place in Porto (Gion) and they were relatively inexpensive on this night, and obviously provided enough food for the 3 of us! This is just the main course. No, this is not what made us sick. We think it was the “shelf stable” milk we put in our coffee. There is something inherently wrong with milk that doesn’t require refrigeration.

New Years Eve fireworks! Pretty good show all up and down the Douro river, but this was the main show in central Porto.

We saw this car on New Years Day. Bet he was on his phone when this happened! You can see him on the phone now….”hello, Geico?….do you cover stupidity?” Not a good start to 2019!

One last shot looking down on Porto from the top of the Dom Luis Bridge.

Off to Barcelona first thing in the morning.