Day 27: The Day My Feet Almost Mutinied

On our second day in Barcelona we decided to hit up some tourist traps while we were in the city. We started by walking to a very famous Gaudi house (to fully understand the title you have to know every time I say we walked somewhere I mean we got pretty hopelessly lost and walked a lot of extra blocks). Gaudi was a spanish architect who built a lot of buildings in Barcelona and they're all crazy. We decided that they look like things that would have come from Floop from Spy Kids.
After Gaudi we took the metro to La Ramblas which is the major thoroughfare in Barcelona. There were street artists and men selling obnoxious high pitched whistle things. It was all pretty overwhelming and cool. In the middle of La Ramblas is a mural on the ground which was done by a modern artist named Juan Miro, it's kind of cool because most tourists walk over it without even knowing its a pretty major piece of artwork (I only knew because of some tourist website). There was also a huge fresh market on La Ramblas which had literally any fresh food you could think of. There was so much fruit, meat, cheese, fish, and candy and it was all so fresh. I was so overwhelmed but it might have been one of my favorite lunches so far; nachos with fresh guacamole, strawberry coconut juice, fresh strawberries, and homemade chocolate truffles.
After La Ramblas we decided we had walked enough and that we should go to the beach. However we got off at la Sagrada Familia metro stop and decided to walk from there which meant, you guessed it, that we got horribly lost and ended up walking until our feet were crying. And then we realized that there was a 30 minute walk to get to the beach so we took a little break in the flat.
Once we got to the beach we encountered the weirdest weirdos. I was in stitches laughing about a man down the beach who was wearing a thong bathing suit and a t shirt until he took off his shirt and I realized that it was a woman who was now only wearing said thong. We discovered that the beach in Barcelona was some of the best people watching we had encountered.
That night we decided to go out on the town and ended up at this Irish pub and watched the Italy vs. Spain confederation cup game which was awesome because it went to penalty kicks and Spain won so the whole club was going wild. We then decided to walk home and just when we decided our feet might fall off we just hailed a taxi and called it a night.