After a sweaty trek to the new hostel on the beach (I really need to burn half of my luggage) I had a sweaty hike to Gaudi's Sagrada Familia Cathedral. It was pretty cool to see a cathedral in the middle of construction. One artist's vision still being brought to fruition even after his death. If they come close to finishing it in my lifetime, I may have to come back for another visit. From there, I took another sweaty hike to see the exterior of Casa Mila La Pedrera (couldn't convince myself to drop 8 Euros to see the roof which is supposed to be interesting) on my way to Park Guell. That was quite a sight. The entrance was like Gaudi Disneyland. Mosaics, funny fountains, columns and curves. It's 15 acres of Gaudi's design for a private park (now public). If I was wearing shorts, packing sandwiches, and holding hands with a Spanish girl, it would have been lovely. Instead, I walked around for a bit, peeked in Gaudi's house, and continued to sweat the long way back to the metro. I did pick up a huge bottle of horchata. Mmm. Though I just realized that in Spain, it's made with Chufa or tigernuts, a recipe stemming from the Muslim occupation of Valencia.
By then, I had enough of my Gaudi walking tour and headed to the hostel for a shower and a nap. Pretty nice day. (hey, you guys do realize that you can click these little photos and make 'em bigger right?)