In April, Jeremy and I went on a quick trip to Barcelona, Spain. It was the first time either of us had been to Spain. I was around 16-17 weeks pregnant at the time and I had been feeling pretty sick in the weeks leading up to the trip. The flight over wasn't too bad, but once I arrived in Spain I was feeling pretty crummy. Fortunately I was able to enjoy most of the trip, because we were able to sleep in every morning and eat small meals all day thanks to the Spanish tapas style of dining. We enjoyed some amazing restaurants. Our favorite two were
Ciudad Condal and
Tapas 24. Tapas 24 is absolutely tiny and located below the street level and it had amazing fare. While most restaurants in Barcelona have an English menu and a Spanish menu, our server at Tapas 24 gave us a Spanish menu and we just assumed they didn't have English menus there so we had no clue what we were ordering. I speak half decent Spanish so I could decipher a few of the items, but there were some meat dishes I had no clue as to what they were. We decided to just go for it and it was so fun to guess what would come out from the kitchen and then be completely surprised when it would arrive. We were often wrong and still to this day aren't entirely sure about two of dishes. Being a semi-sick prego, I made sure Jeremy ate most of my share and just did my best to try what I could. It was such a fun and memorable meal.
I think the absolute highlight of our trip aside from the many wonderful meals was our visits to the Gaudi designed
Parc Güell and
Sagrada Familia basilica. I had always thought Gaudi's architectural style was not for me and too seemingly free form. I couldn't have been more wrong. Up close and in person it is absolutely beautiful and so methodical. Truly amazing. The interior of the Sagrada Familia basilica was one of the most reverent places I've ever been.
Park Güell
Sagrada Familia
Plaza Catalunya
Beautiful Barcelona Streets
This trip was such a memorable one for Jeremy and me and we hope to go back one day with Asher and Sienna. I'm grateful to my parents for baby-sitting Asher. We were so excited to see him after a long trip back home via a horribly bumpy flight through Paris and then Atlanta. (I threw up 16 times on the flight- needless to say I was thrilled to get back to Seattle.)
A picture of a very happy Asher that Grandma sent to us while we were away
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