Montjuic Hill

We took the funicular up Montjuic Hill. Handily, it runs from a metro station right by our hotel. Not so handily, it only goes halfway up the hill. There's a cable car, that then goes via the mirador (viewpoint), up to the castle, at €12.70 a return ticket.  We'll walk thanks! 

We walked as far as the mirador, took some snaps (one with  Dudley's bandana) then walked back down to the funicular. It was very humid and I said I thought it might rain.  Sanch had no opinion either way.

Dudley & Don Quixote

Montjuic Hill 

By now Sanch was ready for his refuelling stop. Right by the exit to the metro was a bar, so we popped in there for a drink. Sanch ordered the usual 'dos cerveza grande'. What arrived was more than we bargained for, 2 steins! Well this is a stag destination.

Checking the menu, we decided to eat there as well and moved to a dining, rather than drinking table, just in time as it turned out, as it started to rain. 😁

Having eaten we were sitting chatting when suddenly a group of women on a hen do pointed at Sanch and said 'you'. Well, you can imagine, he thought his luck was in and Christmas had come early. As it turned out, the bride to be, had to complete certain tasks and one, apparently, was to arm wrestle a sad looking old bloke! So, Sanch  duly obliged, even letting her win, second time 😀 For his troubles he got a home made 'flower' pinned to him. 

No chance of a kiss?

And that's about it from Barcelona.  Tomorrow we will head up the coast as far as Tossa de Mar, our fuel stop, then start to head back towards the Pyrenees once more.