Alee and her parents wanted to see the Dalí museum in Figuras, but Stephanie and I about croaked when we heard that it was tagged at a pricey 71 euro. I don’t care about it THAT much. They ended up finding a cheaper route, but it still ended up being something along the lines of 30 to 40 euro, and luckily, Stephanie didn’t care about seeing it, either.
Not that I would have been able to, even if I wanted to. I had spent about the same amount of time in bed as in the bathroom the night before. It was glorious.
I woke up to eat the free breakfast, even though I didn’t feel like eating in the slightest. I had a headache from the pillows, stomachache, and was more tired than crap. So, I ate what I could and climbed back in bed. Took the second dose of Cipro, and it didn’t settle well, so I didn’t want to chance taking Excedrine on top of that. I was able to fall asleep for a good long while, and finally woke up again about 1:30 in the afternoon. Felt SO MUCH better, then took some Excedrine for the headache. Talked to Mom on the computer for awhile, the Excedrine kicked in, and I felt back to 100%.
Minus the fact that I was hungry. So I called Stephanie, who had been walking around Barcelona, and asked her if she would go to the Hard Rock with me. I almost cried when she said yes J
We went in, and the wait was about 30-40 minutes. So we signed ourselves up and then went next door to Desigual because that was basically the only other thing on my list, other than the beach. Fortunately, all the Desigual shirts and dresses that I was in love with (a total of two dresses and two shirts) just looked ridiculous on me. So I didn’t have to spend any money!
The Hard Rock was incredible. I thought the drum kit chandelier was awesome in St. Louis, but they had one made out of saxophones, so that was pretty damn cool, too. I bought the coolest shirt ever in the gift shop and a necklace, too. Good, good souvenirs because other than the Gugg, it was my favorite place in all of Spain. Good memories.
I told Stephanie when we were still back in Oviedo that I was hardcore craving mac ‘n cheese. And, lo and behold, there was something called “twisted mac ‘n cheese” on the menu. I got it with grilled chicken on top. I couldn’t ask for anything more, right? I mean, it was just straight-up perfection. I was “en el septimo cielo” (seventh heaven).
Then I got to see Eric Clapton’s autograph J And a whole Paul Stanley display, Ritchie Sambora, a Fleetwood Mac poster from ’77, a guitar from Jethro Tull, a signed magazine that Smashing Pumpkins were on the cover of, U2 memorabilia from the Pop tour, a note from Jimi Hendrix, a drum kit from the Foo Fighters, Shakira and Madonna costumes, a blown-up cover of Spin magazine with Everclear, and so on. Plus, they played “Wonderful World” by James Morrison, along with a lot of other really freakin’ awesome music, as only Hard Rock would.
After absolute heaven, Steph and I didn’t really have any plans, so I suggested we walk back down to the pier because it was really pretty last night, and we could just chill out and enjoy the view. But we ran into something awesome on Las Ramblas. There’s a section of the street that artists set up their canvases and examples, and they make caricatures and portraits. We found this man who was absolutely INCREDIBLE. He had example portraits of Natalie Portman, Nicole Kidman, and a cute little girl. I can’t tell you, but they looked absolutely REAL. So we stood and watched him for upwards of an hour finishing a portrait of a girl and her boyfriend. I have pictures. It was mind-blowing. And also 70 euro. Guess I wouldn’t be getting one…
Steph and I continued on our journey, and once we got to the pier, we decided that the beach had to be somewhere nearby. We figured it out on the map and started walking toward it. We ran into a market along the way, and there was even a band playing upbeat music with guitar and sax. Very cool.
Finally found the beach, and it was damn near empty. It was a cloudy day, so I assume most people didn’t plan on going to the beach. But the weather was gorgeous, and we weren’t going to sunbathe in our clothes, so all was well. The beach itself was dirty – litter everywhere – but the water was absolutely gorgeous. We just wanted to play around for awhile, so we decided to take the flat, black stones and make them into an “I heart you.” It was great fun. We walked along the beach after that then found a bench under some trees to sit on because it started to sprinkle. The Barcelona Swingers Association (yes, the dancers…definitely NOT what Stephanie was thinking) set up shop right in front of us, so we were listening to swing music and watching swing dancers with the Mediterranean in the background. I couldn’t have been happier.
We met up with Alee and her parents when they got back into town, and we found a place to eat pretty quickly. I’m pretty sure I had something to do with that because I just wanted to go somewhere out of the rain. We actually got to sit outside under some big umbrellas, and Stephanie and I shared a pepperoni pizza. SO yummy!
There was a guy sitting next to us who was from West Virginia and met his Swiss wife on E-Harmony. Interesting guy.
Ran into a small grocery store after dinner and picked up some peanuts and juice boxes.
Came back to the hotel and Skyped with Sean, who ended up going to a Cards game, then Mom and Evelyn. Skyping with Ev was an epic 4 hours, and we got hella caught up on life. I didn’t go to bed til after 6 in the morning.
It really was the perfect day. And I think I deserved it.
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