
When we last visited Barcelona in 1989, Gaudi’s masterpiece, the basilica Sagrada Família was a skeleton of a building, so what an incredible thrill to see it today, in full (or much fuller) with spectacular spires with colorful mosaics and pinnacles topped with clumps of grapes and wheat symbolizing the communion wine and bread (Christ’s blood and body).


And so thrilling to walk inside and see the basilica’s huge interior flooded with light from the intricate stained glass mosaic windows, blues and greens, and yellow, oranges, reds. I felt like I was walking through a magical forest with shapes and products from nature – towering trees, flowers, sunlight, color.
Our guided tour was excellent and at the last minute, we got to go up into the tower which was a highlight, seeing the exterior ornamentation up close and personal and spectacular views of the city stretching down to the ocean.

When we arrived we were told the tower was closed due to the strong winds. But we showed up any way, just in case, at our 11:15 tower tour time and it had just reopened!!
On another day of clear blue sky and sunshine (although the wind added a chill), we walked about 20 minutes to La Pedrara/casa mila, another Gaudi masterpiece. The self-guided audio tour was really fun because we got to visit the rooms of an apartment and see how Gaudi designed interiors. Walking outside around the roof top with its sculptural elements was another thrill.

We stopped at a great bakery for some sandwiches and later at a posh hotel bar for lemonade and beer and still later for delicious cheesecake at a tiny bakery near the stunning Palau de La musica Catalana, designed by a colleague/rival of Gaudi. We were too late for an interior tour (they end at 3:30) but walked in the ornate cafeteria and lobby. And the dazzling exterior is a fanciful explosion of mosaic tile work. next time, we’ll attend a concert, as my sister recommended!

Dinner was creative tapas at Gresca Bar and this time we were seated next to the open kitchen which was fascinating. Quite a production to watch the kitchen staffers managing to churn out five to seven plates per table.
The food was good too (profiteroles with anchovies, tomatoes) although with tapas the portions are so small (and often pricey) that it’s hard to know when you’ve had the equivalent of a meal. My favorite might have been the dessert – a light and fluffy, not too sweet, take on French toast served with a dollop of melted chocolate.








































