It was chilly and gray when we left, so I bought the flimsiest umbrella I've ever seen, just in case. And it was the best €5 we spent. By the time we exited the Metro, there was a light but steady rain. Plus, the nearest Metro stop was still 1.4 kilometers away from the park entrance, and it was up a very steep hill. If you want to make this trip with a baby, I definitely recommend a carrier over a stroller.
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| Seriously, zoom in, because you have to in order to see the bottom. |
The first entrance to the park is free, then there's an inner entrance that you pay to get into to see the bulk of the mosaic work. And it's still raining.
Still in the outer park, there's an elevated area with three stone crosses, and it had phenomenal views of the city. I assume. I started up the stairs, and halfway up turned right back around.
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| I mean, look how close she is to the edge, on slick stone steps. Nope. |
Of course, Matt and the kids had no problem going up there, so I just stayed with Clara. And we could still see the city.
After this, we made our way down to the inner entrance (more stairs). It was still raining, and the kids were really whining at this point. They kept begging to go back to the hotel, and we really debated about going any further. Since we didn't want to miss seeing the artwork and architecture, we pressed on. We're going to experience art and culture whether the kids like it or not!
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| This picture pretty much sums up our outing |
More stairs. There was a path that was stroller friendly, but I think Matt was used to carrying the stroller by now, and stairs were quicker.
We hung out in this area for a while, since we were out of the rain. Lily chased the pigeons, one of her favorite activities.
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| Poor Clara didn't have an umbrella |
Into the "dragon," as the kids called it.
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| "Dragon" |
And down to the bottom, where the rain finally stopped.
Once the rain stopped, the kids were much happier. We walked to a different Metro station to get back, and thankfully there were no more major hills. On the way to the station, we stopped and had lunch.
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| Yes, she was asleep. But she perked right up when the food came. |
I had the menu del dia, which had salad, pasta, a little chicken leg, fried potatoes, and tortilla (the tortilla was like a potato pie, not the kind you put on a burrito). It was very good, and we had dessert here, too. I ordered a chocolate mousse that was in a pie, and it was heavenly. We ate it too fast for a picture though.
We made it back to the hotel so the kids could dry out and rest. And poor Clara's jacket was soaked again. When we ventured out for dinner, we bought her a touristy sweatshirt to keep her warm, and that was her souvenir.
We wandered around some side streets to look for a place to eat, and found Los Toreros. I ordered a steak and a liter of sangria. The steak was so-so, but the sangria was good. Matt had oxtail something on mashed potatoes. His was excellent.
After dinner, Matt dropped the kids and me off at the hotel. He then went to get dessert for the kids and a couple of drinks for us. I think the kids got dessert because they had behaved so well, but I don't recall (probably because of the sangria).
Matt brought back a traditional Catalan dessert called Coca de Vidre. It's a sweet flatbread with pine nuts, and to me it tasted like burnt sugar. The kids didn't eat much of it.
And that was the end of day three.
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