Because of a late night our original pan for the day was not going to work, so we
followed the suggestion of a local and headed to the hills of Parc de Collserola.
Don't ask me how to pronounce it. We were trying and someone on the train said it for us. I repeated it. D. repeated it. A. repeated. Excelente, she told him. |
We didn't get to go into this 18th-century house that was used by the poet Jacint Verdaguer and is now a museum named after him (there are several other places in Barcelona named after him). |
We also did not feed the wild boars. Or see any. |
The shape of the park is all over! |
We found a quiet place to sit and contemplate. |
If we face the right way it looked undisturbed, but there were plenty signs of human visitors, |
some more pleasant than others. |
We mostly wandered around, but did make our way |
to Font Joana (if you look carefully you an see the name at the top). |
Not what we planned, but still a good day! |
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