Vermouth in Barcelona
Hola from Barcelona! I arrived on Wednesday, September 28 with my daughter Eileen. I have been slowly adjusting to the big city. Walking, exploring Museu Nacional D’Art de Catalunya, Barcelona. Like Don Quixote, (Ismael Smith, circa 1927), I will be tilting at windmills on this awesome journey. Eileen and I joined some of her friends for a vermouth festival along the Mediterranean Shores. It was complete with music, great vermouth, and quite the lightning show. I don’t think that’s a halo over my head! But maybe at The end of my 30 day pilgrimage, it might be. So I was the only won who won a t-shirt by completing the Olympic bottle toss by lassoing 3 Bottles! The night ended with my first ride on an electric bike, and I didn’t crash. Speaking of crashing; it’s 12:30 am, Beyond time of my turning into a pumpkin. So I’m going to crash. Jeez Louise!