It's particularly dreary around here today, as it is pouring rain and I am on day 2 of a vicious flu. In between bouts of unconsciousness, I decided to cheer myself up by finally going through the Barcelona pictures from last October's 3-day girls' weekend.
I've always wanted to visit Barcelona's sun-kissed shores, meander the winding streets of the Gothic Quarter, and discover for myself the culinary wonders I had heard everyone talk about. But mostly, I wanted to see Antoni Gaudí's Casa Milà. This is because about 15 years ago, when my mother asked what i would like for my birthday, i asked for a painting. While trained as an architect, she's also a talented watercolorist, and since i couldn't afford to buy any art, i thought it would be great to have her paint something. Inspiration being a funny thing, she was at the garden center shopping for a strawberry pot, when it occurred to her that the pot sort of looked like Gaudí's famous apartment building Casa Milà. So she went to the library, checked out some books on Gaudí, and for my birthday, I received a Gaudiesque strawberry pot.
I've always wanted to visit Barcelona's sun-kissed shores, meander the winding streets of the Gothic Quarter, and discover for myself the culinary wonders I had heard everyone talk about. But mostly, I wanted to see Antoni Gaudí's Casa Milà. This is because about 15 years ago, when my mother asked what i would like for my birthday, i asked for a painting. While trained as an architect, she's also a talented watercolorist, and since i couldn't afford to buy any art, i thought it would be great to have her paint something. Inspiration being a funny thing, she was at the garden center shopping for a strawberry pot, when it occurred to her that the pot sort of looked like Gaudí's famous apartment building Casa Milà. So she went to the library, checked out some books on Gaudí, and for my birthday, I received a Gaudiesque strawberry pot.
