It was a dreary day in Barcelona, Spain. The drizzly, grey, and chilly weather dampened my mood much like the Pacific Northwest’s. Insistent on exploring solely by foot, I walked alone from my hostel near MACBA to the Museu Picasso. Recalling how I was a mere inch away from getting mugged (in a failed effort to find Adria’s burger joint), I conscientiously absorbed in the street’s spirit and simultaneously watched my back.
After weaving through alleyways and eerie side streets, stopping by neat little t-shirt and vintage shops along the way, I finally arrived at Museu Picasso. While I absolutely adore Picasso’s work, my inclinations to enter inside dwindled.
Maybe it was the price of the ticket, the swarm of tourists, or just my gloomy mood that sedated my step. Upon reflection, I was so saturated by art that bombarded me at every street corner that I no longer felt any desire to seek it out. I decided to skip the museum and to, predictably, look for a drink instead.
One definite highlight of Barcelona is it’s unlimited supply of accessible drinking holes. I knew I wouldn’t need to go far for a gorgeous glass of wine. So I peeped from one storefront window to the next in hopes to see wine bottles. Suddenly, my path and my heart stopped.
Before my eyes was an enchanting macaron display. The colourful discs sat daintily inside standing whisks. Simple, modern, and innovative, the Bubó’s window display stylishly and effectively communicated their mission. Boldness and quirk are typical in contemporary Barcelona design.
Then and there, I experienced a “kid in the candy store” moment. Dazzled by the immaculate pastry displays that surrounded me, I silently oo’ed and aah’ed to myself.
While I’m not a chocolate fanatic by any means, after sampling a few goodies, I immediately picked up several packs of their crispy and nutty meteor-looking creations.
Pressing my fickle nose to the glass cases, I selected a peanut butter mousse and lime pesto concoction to enjoy at their cafe. With a tiny spoonful of velvety dessert in one hand and an espresso in the other, I watched the street lights blink on gradually. Exhaling a sigh of contentment, I felt like the luckiest girl in the world as I embraced the solitary bliss.
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