Feb 24, 2008
Narbonne-Madrid via Barcelona
A few hours to kill in Barcelona before going to Madrid. We jump on the subway and head to a bar to quench our thirst with cañas and fill up our bellies with basque tapas. Walking around our old neighborhood, el Born, passing by our favorite around-the-corner bars: Taller de Tapas for its sangria, la Taverna vasca Irati for its cidra and La Vinya del Senyor across Santa Maria del Mar church for its wines.
And then there was the mandatory stop by my favorite candy store: Papabubble where you can stand and watch confections being made for as long as you want.
It's good to see the older spanish ladies again, with their big shoulder pads and hairdos that seem to have gone through decades without any kind of alterations. Loving the typical blue or green eye shadow covering most of the eyelids, like a monochromatic rainbow across the face.
One of my favorite landscape stretches between Barcelona and Madrid: endless miles of a red and ochre rocky barren land, a dust bowl reminiscent of spaghetti westerns in the heart of Spain.