After connecting to Philadelphia...
and then flying through the night, we safely arrived in Barcelona first thing this morning (but technically the middle of the night for us!)...
We made it safely to our hotel, but things did get a little bit interesting between landing in Barcelona and arriving at our hotel off La Rambla...
Let's see...
1) - Due to all of the walking between gates, my mother has started requesting wheelchair assistance when flying, and it is great (for her) EXCEPT for this one time in Barcelona when they took the wheelchair passengers out a completely different entrance of the plane and only had room to take HER and one person to accompany her... So, since I was alone with all of my children, I couldn't leave them alone to go with her. In retrospect, I probably should've sent B with her, but we were all tired from the long plane ride through the night, and weren't processing everything completely, and were being a bit rushed to make a decision, and were trying to keep everyone together to go through customs, and yada, yada, yada...
So, in a snap decision, I left my mother being whisked off with the airline wheelchair folks (she wasn't the only one) and went the other direction with my children. They told me we'd reunite with her in the baggage claim area. Of course, I knew she needed to go through customs, too, so we tried to wait there for her. After what felt like forever, and when the line from our plane was completely gone (and after some language barriers as I tried to ask (in my broken Spanish) if they'd seen her come through already - yes, I tried to call her on her phone, but it was still powered off from the plane ride!), we decided to go on through customs and ask the agents (instead of the line control people) if she'd been through already.
Thankfully, I got a really nice customs agent. He was a delight and so kind and helpful. He actually started radioing people to help me find her. Turns out that she really hadn't made it there yet, and arrived right after we'd gone through. What a relief to be reunited!
AND, what a relief to see our lone luggage still left on the (no longer moving) luggage carousel!
And ALSO, our driver was still there, patiently waiting for us... Phew!
TRIPLE relief!
BUT, that is not where all the "excitement" ended...
Our driver, Leonardo, was so kind, and all was going well as we set out from the airport to our hotel until...
2) - We ran into an active street protest! I don't even know what they were protesting about, but they had completely lined one of the major streets coming from the airport, and it was blocked and impassable.
In fact, at one point, our driver got out and was fussing in Spanish telling all the cars ahead of him to turn instead of waiting to try and get through... Ha!
So...
Welcome to Spain, kids!
Anywho, after a bit of a detour, we (finally, all 5 of us!) made it to our hotel, got checked in, went and took care of some things we needed to do healthwise in order to board the ship in a couple of days, left Grandma behind to rest, and took a little stroll on La Rambla to grab something to eat...
So authentic, right?
In all seriousness, this HRC has a special place in my heart, because back in the late 1990s/early 2000s, I was really into collecting HRC tshirts, and had my parents get me one in every foreign city (that had one) that they visited. As you can imagine, I amassed quite a collection over the years.
When I last visited Barcelona in 2001, I made a visit there, too!
{July 2001}
B was really interested in getting a Messi Burger (named after Leo Messi, a famous footballer)...
We grabbed a to-go order for Grandma and headed back to the hotel to nap. We planned to take a short nap and get up and explore a little more before going to bed early, but that isn't exactly how it shook out!
B and I were the only ones who ended up venturing back out. We decided to grab some paella and found a wonderful little restaurant, Cafe Moderno BCN, tucked away off La Rambla...
In search of some more authentic Spanish food, we each ordered a paella dish, and in addition, I ordered some
patatas bravas for us to share...
I ordered the veggie paella...
and B ordered the mixed (chicken and seafood) paella...
and ate every single bit!
We took some (of my) leftovers back for Grandma and the girls, and retired for the night.
Planning for an early start tomorrow after lots of nice rest tonight!
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{EUROPE} 2022 Fun
Day Two – Barcelona Day 2
Days
Three & Four – Barcelona Day 3 + AT SEA
Days
Five & Six – Gibraltar + AT SEA
Day Seven – Marseille, France
Day
Eight – Rapallo, Santa Margherita Ligure & Portofino (Genoa), Italy
Day Nine – Pisa (Livorno), Italy
Day Ten – Rome (Civitavecchia), Italy
Days
Eleven & Twelve – Pompeii (Naples), Italy + AT SEA
Day Thirteen – Heraklion, Crete, Greece
Day Fourteen – Ephesus (Kusadasi), Turkey
Day Fifteen – Istanbul, Turkey
Day Sixteen – Mykonos, Greece
Day Seventeen – Athens, Greece + HOME!