Ooooooooh I couldn't be in a better place right now for my 36th year. Barcelona is truly gorgous.
Today was best enjoyed sharing with Gaudi's finest pieces at both the unfinished cathedral (erm, WOW!) and the Casa Batllo (erm, mega whoops of wowness and total in awe of what that man endeavoured to reveal his art). I won't try and sell you these places but if ever you visit Barcelona I defy you not to be enchanted by any of these two wonders. Mark and I couldn't stop shaking our heads at the attention to detail, the lack of boring angular architecture (this man relied on nature, fluid lines, amazing use of light and natural curves). He aspired to air and how it flowed, light and how it fell and hundreds of little nickety nackety's that most would take for granted. we soaked it all up and I touched eveything to feel how this man wanted to make life so much more wonderful. I am inspired and came close to tears at how simply breathtaking one man could be. He was shunned and mocked during his lifetime which is always the way for someone who after they have died become a celebrated piece of history. Why is it they suffer all their life and the moment they die, they become iconic legends? From renaissance painters, to barking mad composers to Marilyn Monroe to Princess Diana - its dreadful to think that people who make a change can only do so when they have gone. Sniff sniff.
After our fill of more architecture throughout the day Mark treated me to a Dunking Donut Birthday treat. Birthday cakes don't come ten a penny like they do in the uk although you cannot argue with the fabulous array of pastries and delicate cakelets in some bakeries around this city. I thought Dunkin Donuts was a kitsch way to celebrate my day and a rewarding respite for my double blistered tootsies. With no candle for my centre piece, we improvised, adapted and overcame the situation with a straw (but we didnt set it alight). It was fab! We came back to download a ton of photies, surf a few sites, munch on olives, plan a geo cache for tomorrow and a little birthday siesta!!! We rang Belle to have a little fix of her gorgous voice and the excited creature relayed her day in one little word....... "SNOW"! Damn, i miss that stuff on my birthday. i think I was 8 when I last had a proper white birthday. I can imagine that wee lady's pink cheeks and wide eyes today and I missed it :(:(.
It was then out for Aromatic Crispy Duck and prawn crackers for dinner. Ive had a bloody marvellous day. Have you?