“To wonder like Picasso in the Barcelona heat.” ― The Cheetah Girls (Strut)
If you go to Ireland but don’t go to Guinness were you even there? I may think the beer itself is disgusting but it’s kind of a right of passage. You have to go and after the factory we took a horse and buggy ride to see Dublin Castle.
As I stated previously, we stayed at the Dean Hotel which was marvellous in all ways. From the grilled cheeses we ordered after midnight to the feck off & don’t disturb sign hanging on the door. It was so lively, everything young tourists could ask for in a place.
The next day we arrived in the ever-gorgeous Barcelona, Spain. But because travel days waste so much time our adventure didn’t continue until early morning. The girls and I took part in a private tour that guided us around the city showing us Casa Mila, Sagrada Familia, Hospital de Sant Pau and Parc Güell. And for any of you who have watched the second Cheetah Girls movie they actually strut through Park Güell as they sing.
You’ve got to strut like you mean it, free your mind, it’s not enough just to dream it..
Since we’re dorks, we obviously took a moment to appreciate the ground we were walking. I mean Raven Symoné once pranced there.
I’m completely kidding. I swear.
Following the tour we went to the Jewish Quarters to find Major Synagogue, which is supposedly the oldest in all of Europe. There is something about seeing Hebrew elsewhere in the world that has the ability to make me feel completely at peace. It’s like finding home when you’ve been lost.
We also took the time to see the Cathedral of Barcelona, the Picasso Museum, Citadel Park, Arc del Triomf and La Barceloneta. Although the weather wasn’t warm enough to go in the water a long walk on the beach does absolute wonders. I love the feeling of sand between my toes (even though it was beyond cold to do so). We spent the evening feasting on seafood paella and drinking sangria. Without sounding completely cheesy, this is the life.
Next we flew to Venice, the floating city that I had to see before it’s completely underwater, which is likely to happen within the next 100 years. It’s remarkably beautiful.
Being in Italy I don’t know if I was more excited about eating pizza or pasta. You can’t go wrong with either or. If I lived here I would weigh a million pounds. No doubt about it.
Of course I had to take a ride on a gondola and walk through the Jewish ghetto. Those were the two musts that had to be accomplished on this trip.
Everywhere we went was mesmerizing. Especially Burano, an island in the Venetian Lagoon famous for its lace and brightly coloured houses. Fisherman painted their houses so they’d be able to find their home easily after being away. You have to take a boat to get there but it’s worth it. I’d say even more so than Murano which is famous for its glass making.
The adventure continues in Florence, stay tuned!