So Barcelona--can't you just hear Ed Sheeran singing? The city carries charm and nostalgia for us, but not because of sangria or even dancing in the street. Instead, I think of these quaint little bungalows in the tiny beach town of Malgrat de Mar. Seventeen years ago we "camped" here with Brooklyn, Talia, Papa Kay and Uncle Lance. As soon as we added Barcelona to our itinerary, I started researching to see if Camping del Mar still existed. Amazingly, it did! Not only that, the bungalows have received a fresh coat of paint over the past couple of decades. Check out the last pic of this post to see the comparison.
As for Jason, this hard-working man stayed up super late working most of the time we were in Spain, getting only a few hours of sleep before joining us as tourists during the day. He's incredible and never complains, but gosh, the intensity of his work can be exhausting.
Fortunately a tasty breakfast is perfect for waking up, especially when Nutella is involved.
Here we are riding the train. Annika was pretty surprised by the topless beaches. I recall her asking, "Mom, is that legal?"
So, we had plenty of time to admire the exterior instead. The cathedral has changed significantly since the last time we were here, especially with the completion of the Christi tower.
In truth, the property was much expanded and improved. It had a lovely store and restaurant where we were able to purchase fresh bread, cheese, and eggs every morning. The pool had also been remodeled, although we waited a day to check it out since we wanted plenty of time in the city.
Here we are waiting for the train to pick us up from Malgrat. We missed the first train so we had a little bit of time to enjoy the beach.
Thanks to Brooklyn's navigational skills, we quickly scurried to La Sagrada Familia, only to discover that our scheduled entry was two hours later than I'd anticipated.
Of course, even great architecture can't be properly enjoyed on an empty stomach. Eva's ice cream al rescate.
On a sugary high.
Jesus and Joseph. The sculptures of La Sagrada Familia tell so many beautiful stories! It's easy to appreciate the cathedral's beauty up close, just as it feels cohesive from a distance. The middle ground, however, can seem confusing and muddy. I feel like perspectives on life are similar.
Representation of abundance or the sacrament? Perhaps both.
Eli looks like he's trying to figure it all out.
Celebrating La Sagrada Familia with the tastiest kebab of our trip. It definitely hit the spot!
Okay, this is where Maximizer Me kind of overdid it a bit. As much as I adore Antoni Gaudi, exploring La Sagrada Familia and the Parc Guell on the same day is a lot. As amazing as the park was, I kind of felt like we were all saturated. We still loved the park, but didn't appreciate it quite as much as we would have if we had experienced it with fresh eyes and legs. If I had it to do over again, I would at least splurge on an uber to take us there!
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