All that sightseeing can make you hungry, so on our way back home, we stopped at Ciudad Condal Cerveceria on Rambla de Catalunya, just north of Plaça de Catalunya. Ice cold beer, sangria and tasty tapas fueled us up for the walk home.
That night, Ali decided to stay in. She was getting off the tapas train for a little chillaxin at the apartment. That did not stop the rest of us.
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We headed back out of the neighborhood around 10 pm and back to the Eixample for a small local tapas bar called La Bodegueta. Four seats for us at the bar, no English, busy staff behind the bar, you know the rest. Those tables out on the sidewalk or alongside the square may look inviting, but if you want the real experience get to the bar. One of the bartenders at La Bodegueta, a woman probably in her 50s, began to refer to us as “la familia” and said “adios, la familia” as we left.
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We got back on the Metro at 11:45 for a two transfer trip down to the Barceloneta stop. The boys were going clubbing at the beach, specifically Icebarcelona, a club that is all ice inside. Jenny and I walked back to our apartment, stopping for a little ice (cream) of our own at Tomos II.
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