Beach Day in Barcelona!

Today we ventured to the beach. On our way there, we ate at Luz De Gas at Port Dell. It's a boat-restaurant that serves Tapas.



We ordered meatballs + mushrooms (GOOD!), potato crisps (AKA potato chips which we didn't really eat. Had we known they were like Lay's, we wouldn't have ordered them), calamari with marinara (Raf liked this a lot. The texture of the squid was strange to me, and I wasn't too fond of the marinara), and chicken curry (good but chicken was a bit dry).

I don't know what I'm looking at.


The atmosphere of this place was great. It was nice to sit on the boat at the port and just chill. Definitely a tourist spot as mostly English people surrounded us. A group of about eight men at a bachelor party/vacation were there. Man, that would be awesome to live in Europe and go to SPAIN for a bachelorette party! The tapas were okay, a bit pricey, but we paid the price to sit on a boat and eat. Next time, we want to eat at those cheaper/local tapas joints as I'm sure they are much tastier!

After our meal, we walked a little further and cut through a Spanish neighborhood to get the beach. The water was really clear! Color was a beautiful blue-green. The water was decently warm, but hard for me to get used to at first because I am so temperature sensitive. But then again, it was pretty hot and humid so maybe the difference in temperature made it seem colder than it was. We spent the next three hours sunbathing, swimming, sunbathing again, and people watching. Ah, what a relaxing afternoon.



I love taking pictures of water. The sand looked like dusted gold in the water. It was really neat!


Raf enjoying the water.


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Did I mention 50% of the women were topless? Lots of hot topless Spanish girls at the beach! (Luigi, you missed out on your trip!) It was nice to people watch and hear all the different languages around us… and also attempt to get rid of my tan lines. *Wink*

How many topless chics can you count?


And because only the English and Americans are rude and litter everywhere. (This sign was only in English)


An interesting story for you folks. As we were laying down, these three French girls decide to plop down right next to us. I'm talking blonde hair (two sisters) and a brunette, all with fake boobies, makeup all done, big earrings, Dior sunglasses, and certainly making an entrance. Right away, the lay their stuff down and one of the blondes started posing for pictures. But not just posing, I'm talking like a straight up Maxim photo shoot! hahahahaha! I was like "WTF!" I told Raf to turn over to watch them because he didn't believe me at first. Then, this old, kind of sleazy Englishman comes over and asks to sit with them. Surprisingly, they said yes, and they were really friendly with him. He was here for a conference, and the girls were here on "vacation." The girls are originally from Marseilles, so they claim.

So after their mini-photo shoot, they took their tops off, and literally frolicked and pranced to the water. The same blondee got knee deep in the water and started posing AGAIN, this time grabbing her boobs. It was so funny! I didn't understand why they were doing that. I mean, do normal people do that? And do sisters take pictures of each other like that? *Confused*

The brunette was in the water with the Englishman. After a bit, they started hugging and kissing in the water. And he was fondling her all over. Wtf, didn't they just meet? So the other two blonde sisters came back to their spot next to us to dry off and sunbathe. They were rather brash and loud, but after a loud belch and some loud French conversation, Raf translated everything that they were saying.

"She's giving him too much for free. She's never going to get paid!"

"Yah, she made the same mistake in Marseilles. She's not going to get paid unless she asks him now."

Turns out the brunette was a newbie prostitute! So now everything makes sense! I think they go from beach to beach to look for customers. It must work, because EVERYONE was staring at them on the beach. You should have seen the guys faces. This girl laying in front of us was laughing too.

Later on, the brunette frolicked back to their spot.

Brunette: "I was too scared to ask him to pay me."

Blondee: "Well, try to at least get a free meal out of him."

So sleazy Englishman comes back to the girls.

Brunette: "I'm hungry!"

Englishman: "Well what would you like to eat? Some fruit, etc?"

Brunette: "I'm really hungry."

Then they frolic to go get something to eat. They didn't come back for awhile so it must have been a real meal. HAHAHAH.

We tried to take a picture of the two sisters. The one covered up didn't have a nice face. The brunette was a straight up Butter face. The other one was cute.


Come to think of it, I should have just asked to take a picture with them. That would have been funny!

We ended up leaving a little after this. Here I am on the walk back. Too bad we don't have stuff like this back home.


After showering, we did another walk through La Rambla and to El Mercado. This time we tried the Tiramisu gelato. HOLY SHIT, this is the BEST GELATO I HAVE EVER HAD IN MY ENTIRE LIFE. Gelato Classico in Mountain View and Palo Alto taste like CRAP compared to this. It was literally like eating a slice of tiramisu, except in a creamier form. And it was perfect because it wasn't too sweet like it is in America. (I personally don't like ice cream/gelato pumped up with sugar). Ah, I wish I could have brought some back. They make it fresh on a daily basis!

Recap: can you spot the Tiramisu?


After El Mercado, we did a 10 mile walk (ok, it was really probably just a mile or so but we were starving) to try this restaurant Xaica that we saw advertised as this authentic Spanish/Catalan restaurant. Turns out that it was more like a fast food joint. (The fast food joints in Europe are pretty much steak and fries, etc. but are still in restaurant form. Still better than the crap we have like Jack in the Box) We decided to skip this, and luckily passed by a Mango on our way back. Mango is a very popular Spanish brand. Raf got me this awesome jacket!

Thanks, babe!


After walking the 10 miles back, we ended up at Placa Reial and ate at a restaurant there. Unfortunately, it turned out to be another "fast food" type restaurant, but oh well. We ordered sangria, veal and fries, and garlic butter shrimp. It was alright. Definitely better than a burger and fries. There were jugglers and dancers around the square, which I ended up tipping $0.60 Euro. I'm so generous.

After dinner, we were walking around looking for chocolate churros that Luigi kept raving about in Spain. We had seen them earlier before but weren't hungry. Since this was our last night, we wanted to try it before we left, but to no avail. Ah, I guess I have to come back for the chocolate churro then!

Would you care to dine at my restaurant?


Found on our way out of Placa Reial. Monsieur Aguas, you are considered sewage in Spain!


We weren't feeling too satisfied from our so-so meal and sangria so we went back to La Dentelliere, the restaurant we ate at previously with the great salad, Sangria, mango dessert, etc. The night before, they had sold out of this Platanos dessert. So we ended up ordering that on top of a chocolate "biscoti" dessert. The Platanos dessert was literally one of the BEST desserts I have ever had in my entire life. This dessert, and Evvia's Galaktoboureko are my top two desserts of choice.

Only 4.50 Euro! Warm, sweetened plantains on the bottom, crumble layered on top, with a bit of milk/cream poured around it, sided with a spoon of coffee ice-cream. This picture doesn't do it justice!


Only 4 Euro! The chocolate "biscoti" turned out to be a warm, moist dark chocolate cake with mandarin sorbet and orange marmalade. Delicioso!


It was 11pm by this time, so we hit the sack to get ready for our trek to Bordeaux, France.