La Ramblas

Ok it's nighttime again, quiet, can't tell what time it is and I'm laying in bed trying to feel a tingling on top of my ear. Try as I may I can't feel anything. When I did the vipassana class I could feel all sorts of tingling up there. Now I'm laying in bed wide awake, meditation isn't working, so I haul my sorry ass to the bathroom, avoid the bidet, and turn on the light to check the time. It's freakin 4:30 again, "shit!", which causes April to wake up. I get a little scolding then she turns over and falls back asleep instantly. That woman can sleep!!! I get up and and finish "Wild", a book about a woman hiking solo on the PCT. She was a bit of a newbie, but she toughed it out. Makes me wish I was on a long distance trek, but I can't really say that to April or she'd kill me. Hahaha.

I had to meet Colin at 8:30, from worldreader.org, a non-profit Peter/Paul/rob sponsored, that is bringing ereaders to kids in Africa. I was going to be busy until 2:30 with world reader and April was going to walk around barc. We both had a great day, WR is super exciting and really ramping up. April visited a Gaudi house, Casa Batlo, she really liked it, all sorts of crazy organic curves, built around 1904, as part of the modernista movement. These modernist guys were really creative, and sort of crazy. They're responsible for all the crazy buildings, shapes, colors etc in barc.

April and I meet up for lunch, have a great meal at a tapas and montaditos place. The montaditos are little open faced sandwiches. Then we walked down the Ramblas, the main people watching drag. It was kind of weird cause the shops weren't great yet it was still packed and mostly people were just strolling up and down the street. Almost like a caricature of an interesting place. But the market was awesome, the meat, fish and veg shops were kickass. The meat shops had all sorts of innards, skulls, hooves, etc. Couldn't even tell what half the shit was.

After la Ramblas we veered over to the gothic medieval religious area. Standard church stuff, totally over done, probably responsible for thousands of deaths. They're big into Jesus stuff here.

Then we hit the apt for a short nap, finalized all the bike prep, packed, went to dinner around the block then hit the sack. Off to Girona the next day.



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