Barcelona!It is high noon on Sunday, and I have spent the morning doing not much at all....and loving it!!
When I say not much, I mean, waking up early to watch a beautiful sunrise, having an espresso and long chat with Ted, cooking breakfast of a farm fresh omelette, mushrooms and greens, cleaning up around the house, chatting over a few more espressos, and now blogging.
So, I guess that's a few things...also considering I was up until 3:00 AM yesterday - guess that whole jet lag thing is for real!
Yesterday was the first full day here in Barcelona, actually, Allea is the name of the small town where Ted and his family live, 20 minutes outside of the city center.
We kind of just bummed around yesterday as well, went to the local garden store and picked up some fresh herbs for Ted's garden, took a car tour of the small town which is quite charming and famous for its white wine. That said, last night, we were deep into the red - three bottles between the three of us (Ted, his wife Olga and me). And Ribera del Duero (not Rioja) - the stuff is excelente!
This was after a wonderful dinner of tapas in town at a small, local place near Plaza Catalunya. We feasted on alcachofas (artichokes), queso manchego, chorizo, gambas (prawns), steak, green peppers and "navajas," or razor clams. First time trying razor clams, which were actually quite good. Sorry to disappoint, but I did not bring my camera out on the town :(
I do have some pics from this morning though, which I will attempt to post. This first one is of Ted's house, a three-story place at the top of the hill in the town of Allea. Really a beautiful place, and a great house. I am staying on the top floor - kind of like having my own little piso (apartment).
This next one is of Ted on the couch. He kind of looks like the Godfather. Wait a minute, maybe Ted IS the Godfather!!
Another pic here is of Kuma ("bear" in Japanese), contemplating the pool sweep, which has proven to be his arch enemy, or so he is convinced. Fortunately for the two of us though, we are best buds. Of course, we have history - I visited Kuma when he was just a pup, living with Ted and Olga after their daughter Nika was born and they were staying a few months in Sea Island, Georgia.
Lastly, bet you were wondering where we got those "farm-fresh" eggs for breakfast. Not really? Well, I'm gonna tell ya anyway! How 'bout I just show ya? Could've been one of these two...living downstairs...could've been one of the three or four of their siblings. Look at those little chickens, they're saying "Was it you?"...."No, was it you? Wait, I thought it was your egg!?"
Either way, those eggs were tasty...and talk about orange yolks! I'll try and remember to grab some pics tomorrow. Until then, ciao for now!!
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