On Monday morning we left our hotel to go explore Barcelona for the brief time we had left here. We made our way toward the beach, and found a cool cafe where we stopped for coffee.
We stopped by the fountain across the street from our hotel.
Then it was time to make our way to the the port to catch our cruise. We are anticipating that from this point forward we will have a more "relaxed" holiday where we are not needing to do so much of the "tick in the box" activities.
We set off at 19:00 from Barcelona headed for Toulon.
Yesterday I woke up early and went for a run along the top deck of the ship where the running track was. I ran for 30 minutes, which I usually can clock around 6-6.5km in that time, but I'm guessing I can do less now because all I've been doing on this trip is eat and eat and eat! I feel like a whale.
Jef woke up and caught the sunrise and our passage into Toulon.
Toulon is like a sleepy coastal town. It's pretty and quiet.
We were meandering around when all of a sudden we came upon an All Blacks store. Who would have thought we'd see a NZ store in the middle of nowhere in southern France!
Kien finally got to send his postcard that he purchased at the Eiffel Tower for his teacher who was originally from Paris.
Tuesday, October 13, 2015
Barcelona
We flew in to Barcelona late Sunday afternoon. It was an easy flight from Paris. As I looked out over the vastness of the ocean I saw a lone sailboat and wondered what it would be like to look out and see absolutely nothing but sea. Scary and exciting all at once, I bet.
We aren't in Barcelona for long because of our extended stay in Paris. The feel of this place is cool and laid back, and it will be good to come back here and explore a bit more.
As we approached BCN airport I saw the port where the cruise ships were docked. This will be phase two of our adventures.
Our hotel is in a very central location and a short walk to the beach. It's a neat place to sit at the balcony and watch the hustle and bustle.
We wandered around and made our way to the beach. Interestingly the sand here is quite gritty, and the closer you get to the footpath the dustier the sand is.
We had tapas at a side street cafe and I couldn't resist a plate of snails. Delicious!
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