Sunday, February 27, 2011


by Beau Cadiyo

The next day I got off of the metro near my old apartment in Vila Olimpica, then got water, jam and olives at my old local grocery store. I walked down to the beach, then kept walking – down pas the aquarium, to the water sports club, the new W hotel, then the docks and around up to Las Ramblas, where I got on the metro. I stopped at a few points to eat some olives. At one of these, I wrote in my Barcelona notebook, “Well this is a fine pickle I’ve gotten myself into. The intelligent thing? Talk rings.”

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