I like it here.
Barcelona is trying.
but not too hard.
I talked with a local — actually a native of Venezuela but I guess she’s been here for a while — who said very vehemently otherwise.
said it with clarity, and texture, and substance.
I just watched a street sweeper spend several minutes going after a leaf.
I think it might be hotter than what you favor.
but I also think you’d like the way the food and drink are good without making a Thing about it.
there’s a G&T obsession — did you know this already? — and pretty much every dive offers vermut de la casa…which I guess means house-made vermouth.
I had such terrible coffee all throughout France, and it took me getting to Spain to even realize, consider my perspective legitimate, give it voice.
I said this to la patrona at the Basque B&B where I worked for a while
and she was like, “Well, yeah.”
“French coffee sucks.”
“Everyone knows that.”
(except she said it in Spanish.)
here, I’ve figured out how to order what I want, and it’s so consistently excellent and so cheap, and then I sit and watch the old hombres have wine and snails for breakfast.