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Hola Barcelona

A quick flight from Paris to Barcelona, and unfortunately, a quick stay también.  Two nights and one full day.  This the gateway to a cruise down the western coast of Africa.

It’s a love story.  Our son moved to Spain 16 plus years ago, met a gal, and fell in love (ultimately married and had twins).  We visited them, soon after they met, and fell in love with Spain (and our daughter-in-law).  Since then we’ve toured the country many times, walked the Camino de Santiago Frances and Portugués and lived in Salamanca for four months where I went to Spanish Immersion language school.

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Stepping off the plane felt like coming home. Discussions about moving here have surfaced many times.

The hotel was located on La Rambla – the heartbeat of Barcelona. The area near the hotel is under construction – an eight yearproject with three more years to go.

A progress check at the Sagrada de Familia was first on the list.. It’s never ending.  Even though it was rainy and the sky heavy with clouds the stained glass windows radiated the minuscule amount of exterior light into a brilliant blast of color.  ¡Espectacular!.

My mother and stepfather had arrived in Barcelona the day before us and with them I got to celebrate my birthday downing tapas and vino.

La Boqueria is a favorite stop:

The sun magically appeared on the morning of our departure giving us time to soak in its renewing rays (nothing like the cold, dark sky to make one appreciate the heat from the sun) before we boarded Oceania’s Riviera cruise ship headed south.

!Hasta pronto!

 

Life Happens While Making Plans

The Via Francigena pilgrimage had been in the works for almost two years – August 28th to November 19th – generous time to walk, explore and then return by means of a transatlantic cruise.In April of this year we learned our son and daughter-in-law were going to have a baby – the due date coincided with our walk.

Plane and cruise tickets had already been purchased and commitments to our pilgrim partners had been made. We decided to continue and make a plan when the time came.

Graciella was born October 8th.

Rome was five days out and the proud parents wanted some alone time. This allowed time to finish the Via, rest a couple days and fly home for some Gracie time.Oh, to hold a grandbaby. What a miracle.

It was only 36 hours after arriving in Charleston that Bill and I looked at each other said let’s fly back to Italy and get on that ship. The boat sails in 14 days…

The cruise took off from Civitavecchia, an hour outside Rome. We stayed near the airport and meandered our way to the port.First stop, Barcelona. We have great memories of our time here. I was particularly looking forward to seeing the progress of the Sagrada Familia. A Gaudí designed church. It’s a fantastical whimsical fortification – part adult hallucination part child’s mind. Within a year of the corner stone being set in 1882 Gaudí became the architect. He abandoned the original Neo-gothic theme for his own modernistic style. Rumor has it that the goal is to finish in 2026. This – Gaudí’s last project.

On the opposite end of the spectrum both in time and in design we toured his first commission, Casa Vicens. The juxtaposition from the start of his career to the end is a lesson in the creative mind.

The ship was scheduled to arrive in Funchal (an island just west of Portugal) in two days. However, a northerly storm with twenty foot swells put an end to that and we remain another day in Barcelona.

Tomorrow we head west, out into the Atlantic, where we will sail seven days to St. Maarten.