Lessons in Catalonia (aka Barcelona)
My Dear Friends and Family, Do you remember back in September when I wrote about learning my smother-mother lessons…?
My Dear Friends and Family, Do you remember back in September when I wrote that I was trying to learn my smother-mother lessons…?
Don’t tell anyone, but I flew to Barcelona anyway…. [gallery ids="1325,1346,1323,1322" type="rectangular"] This is what I did learn.
10 LESSONS IN CATALONIA (aka Barcelona)
1. Eat Tapas
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2. Walk
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3. Eat Tapas
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4. Shop
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5. Eat Tapas
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6. View the artists from Picasso to Miro to Gaudi to Mercedes Pasquale
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7. Eat Tapas
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8. Pay for Tapas
9. Important vocabulary: Hola, Gràcia, Mucho Gràcia, Te Quiero
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10. Eat last tapas before leaving
[gallery ids="1342,1345" type="rectangular"] Traveling to foreign cultures is a balm for the spirit. No twitter. No tweet. HEAVEN!! Travel offers perspective. Try this one for size... Every country carries it’s own political baggage. At different times in history, some of that baggage is heavier that at other times. For me, the week away lightened my overloaded brainball. I recommend trying it... and the tapas! Love, Sally-Jane P.S A little smother-mother goes a long way... like, over 3000 miles.