It turns out Devin doesn’t really think I am 25 as he greeted me in the morning with a big hug and a reminder that today I am …39…ok not really. Anyway, he is fully aware of my age and enjoyed telling me all day how old I was now. Such a sweet boy, our Devin.
The day started with lots of hugs and kisses and Noah woke up early for the first day of this trip! Calvin made a great breakfast that included fresh fruit and chocolate croissants and great coffee. He’s got his cup of café con leche down pat. The boys made me homemade cards and each of them had some reference to Spain on them. Bullfights and Spanish flags decorated the front and they will be real keepsakes for me. Lots of lovely gifts that they all picked out and were very excited to give to me.
It was my choice how I wanted to spend the day so I chose to visit the Gaudi (am I a fan?) park that he designed, called Parc Guell. Guell was a wealthy client of Gaudi. We once again took the metro and got off a little too early and as a result we had to make a steep climb to the park. Outdoor escalators were available but we still had to climb them. They had stairs for the non-North American tourist.
The view was beautiful and the park is full of lots to explore. There was a guy playing both the dijereedoo and the accordion at the same time? A Polish Aussie? He was really good and the boys rewarded him with .5 euro each.
The park is Gaudi’s most colourful creation. There is a large public square with a snaking balcony of colourful mosaics that offered a stunning view of the city and is said to be the world’s largest bench. We took lots of pictures and ate our picnic lunch we brought – restaurants are really expensive here but groceries are cheaper than home…picnics for us.
Calvin poured me a large glass of wine and cooked another amazing dinner while the boys began the art projects I commissioned them to do of me.
Aidan and Devin used coloured markers and Noah used pastels and I am as proud as Picasso’s mother must have been. We enjoyed our dinner, relaxed for about 20 minutes and then headed back out to a night of jazz music in the park. We used our beach towels (we have no beautiful afghan) and lay down to enjoy the music along with many locals and tourists. We didn’t stay too long as it was getting late and I am getting old don’t forget.
Once we got home, at 12:30am, the wonderful men in my life surprised me with a lemon birthday cake, which just happens to be my favourite. I had a great day with my great family and thank you for being so understanding of this very self-indulgent entry! XO
We have really enjoyed our time in Barcelona and think it is a great city! Thank you to S & T for the use of their lovely home.
Happy, happy, birthday Deanna! Miss you a lot.
ReplyDeleteOh man, what a perfect birthday Deanna. Happy belated birthday to you!! I'd say all 4 of your boys are keepers.
ReplyDeleteI'm just catching up on blog reading after two weeks on Hornby and visitors for the week we got home. I'm loving all of your stories!!
Thanks Angela ! Miss you all too !
ReplyDeleteKrista - yup I'll keep them all.
Deanna