Day 70, country #10 of the trip, 39 of a lifetime
Wine-whine, should be my nickname. In the night I guzzle Spanish wine. The next day I feel like an old, shriveled sponge and whine all over Barcelona. But today in the adventures of Wine-whine, I discovered an unusual hangover cure that not even the locals know about.
Park Güell is one of Barcelona’s most famous tourist attractions and I felt compelled to go because I can’t very well tell people that the only thing I saw in the city was the bottom of a wine bottle.
From the start I wasn’t feeling it. There were just too many selfie-sticks waving in my face. The park was broken up into three areas, some were free but the most important costed 8 Euros (appx $10) to visit. From the outside all I could see was a dusty patch of earth with a few mosaics scattered around.
Begrudgingly I entered.
My friend Artem told me that many of sculptures in the park were based on sketches created by Gaudi, but they constructed by other artists.
Check out what I saw:
From a distance, it doesn’t look like anything to write home about, but I’ve got to say that after am hour wandering through these sparce mosaics, I was completely cured of my hangover and instead ended up in a great mood.
This is the magic of Gaudi and the pieces inspired by his work. They evoke feeling and sensation without pretence and without permission.
Park Güell is swarming with tourists for a reason. If you visit Barcelona, you should be one of them. Tell them Wine-whine sent you.