Wandering

Not all those who wander are lost.
​ J.R.R. Tolkien

This morning, I started off with a bus trip to Monserrat--Over a thousand meters high.   We drove out of the city and up into the mountains – it was amazing. … And Curvy… And high.   The landscape definitely reminded me of some of Gaudi's buildings.

​The monastery itself was beautiful. While I was there, I wandered about the trails that surround the monastery.  Around each  corner was a little treasure for me to find.

When the bus return to Barcelona, I decided to wander about to try to find the Gothe district.
As I ventured out, I found narrow streets and alleyways. I took  a left, a right, another left, left, right  and suddenly-- right when I thought for sure I was lost-- there was Barcelona cathedral. I was not expecting to see it but it rose up before me, giant and beautiful.  The sign in front of the cathedral said bare arms were not permitted, so I put on a long sleeve shirt that i had packed in my backpack and wandered inside. Even with my fear of close spaces and heights, I continued on and piled in to the teeny ancient elevator that took me to the rooftop to overlook all of Barcelona.

After gazing at this for some time,  I went on my way out of the winding streets and back to the hotel for a brief break,

I had received a coupon to to to a free Flamenco show.  So out I headed again on  the subway.  The show took a quite a bit of wandering to get to.  But when I got there,m I got a lesson on how to dance the dance myself! And then watched a fun show before I walked back to the hotel again – this time, finally, without getting turned around. And now tomorrow I'm on my way home again.

I have loved wandering around Barcelona and getting to know some of its sites and people.