” I was happy to be hanging out alone and simply absorbing things, at my own pace, the key to my friend’s apartment in my purse, being able to come and go as I pleased. During the day I took one very long walk that led me through the gorgeous Parc de la Ciutadella and ancient narrow streets to Mercat de la Boqueria, the latter of which I frantically fled after a mere two and a half minutes, rowing against a torrent of tourists. I took refuge in the metro and immediately went back to Poblenou.”
After this Monday intro and for the next three Saturdays, I will share tips, tales and tattle with you on my simultaneously relaxing and somewhat crazy ride through Spain earlier in August. First things first: How did I get on the ride?