I spent a consider part of the day back at Parc Guell. I posted up on this ledge with my salami baguettini and beer and enjoyed the perfect weather and the excellent vantage point.
There was a little people watching to be had...
Ok, a lot of people watching to be had, after which I found a quieter part and took a siesta.
One would be hard pressed to find a main street in Barcelona without a kiosk selling lottery tickets. Furthermore, salons de recreativo and/or salons juego are aplenty also. Since the Spanish seem to think they breed luck, I thought I'd see what the deal was. I went to Bingo Laietana tonight and played a few rounds. I did not win, and it takes forever and a day to say "66" in Catalan because of all the lispable "s's".
Closed the day out with a walk through Placa Cataluyna which some would say initiates the best part of Barcelona; I would argue, but it is striking at night. I had tapas at a return spot, and they were entirely delicious and consisted of anchovie stuffed olives, tortilla espanola and veal with garlic and oregano. (If I had won bingo I could have splurged on dessert; good thing I had a magnum bar in the park.)
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