Barcelona - Last Day

It was our last day in Barcelona, and of course the first day with a beautiful sunshine!
Cliff got up earlier than I did (9 am or so fully inspired to write another poem). I got up 30 minutes later. We packed our stuff and got ready for our check out.
After having walked 3 full days from north to south and east to west almost all of Barcelona city, my body really needed a break. My legs and arms were aching, and I felt exhausted despite the good nights of sleep.

Cliff agreed with my request of having a relaxed day, and after checking out and leaving our bags at the reception of the Silver Aparthotel, we headed out in search of a hang-out place where (after having a delicious coffee) I would be able to continue reading my book (The Da Vinci Code) and Cliff could write some more.
Being this our last day, we did what we were hoping not to do throughout our whole stay here in Europe: We went into a Starbucks!
Why? Well, despite the many AWESOME coffee places we have been and seen throughout Spain and Portugal there is once concept that Starbucks has advantage over all of them: Comfortable chairs and couched to sit, lay or nap on.
I’m sure it is related to the cultural aspects of European versus American.
Regardless, I needed a comfy place to hang out and where I could read my book, WHILE having a coffee: Starbucks met all the specs!

Since we arrived, I had been telling Cliff that I would really love to watch an authentic Almadovar movie. Pedro Almadovar is the Steven Spielberg/Martin Scorcese of Spain. He is responsible for launching Penelope Cruz’s and other Spaniard actors to fame in the American movie market.
After having spent a few hours in Starbucks Cliff surprised me with the idea of watching Alamdovar’s latest movie in the theater: VOLVER (which happened to be with Penelope Cruz as the main character).

The movie was beautiful and Penelope was simply fantastic. After watching this performance she has gained a whole lot of more of my respect as an actress.

Anyway. It was 6:15 pm by the time the movie ended. We were both starving, but fortunately Cliff had already eyed-out the place where we would go next: A dinner-buffet restaurant that had a little of everything: Pasta, salads, chicken, pizzas, desserts, etc.
It wasn’t the best food we ever had, but it was good and filled our bellies.
Next destination: the airport.
Since from here on things went quite different from what we imagined, you’ll have to read the next blog to see exactly what happened.
All in all, Barcelona was a beautiful place to visit. I’m sure that for people with tremendous love for fashion, shopping, fine eating and drinking, this can easily be one of the favorite cities to live in or visit. In our case, we were happy to be here, and we appreciate its beauty, but we are very much looking forward to our next destination: Italy.