Final pictures of Barcelona before we left. You can see the full view of the Sagrada familia from our hotel, as well as the seemingly bombed out building, which is really a brand new apartment building with hurricane shutters on each balcony.
Well it was a quandry about taking the train or a cab to Sitges. There was a wealth of information....all of it different and well meant. Edgar, the 15th floor concierge, thought we should take the train, but warned that it would be difficult with luggage (and we have three suitcases) and that we would have to be quick after we pressed the “open” button for the train door,because they close immediately and there are steps(I had visions of myself and my luggage,caught in the train door and on the way to the next suburb,while Bill waited patiently on the platform). One desk clerk thought it would be 150 Euros, one thought it would be 50, one thought we would be idiots not to take a cab...etc. Eventually we agreed that taking a cab to the enormous station, either Sants or Gracia, buying tickets, finding the right platform,the right train,climbing lots of steps with luggage and finding vacant seats for the luggage (there are no luggage storage areas above seats on Spanish trains), was to much. We asked Juan,the bell guy, to find a cab where the driver didn't smoke and spoke some English and lo and behold, he found a cab that fit the most important qualification...no smoking. Our very happy cab driver was thrilled to keep repeating, “No fume, No fume,” as we got into the cab and he was an excellent driver. Forty-five minutes later we were at the Melia Sitges, where Bill's Motivational Interviewing training will go on for three days, starting tomorrow.
Sitges is an interesting town on the Costa Brava, and our hotel is in the North part of town. It is about a 15 minute walk to downtown along the seawall and past lots of vacation homes. The Spanish tend to live in apartments (like our condos) not in individual homes with lawns. There are some beautiful vacation homes here (probably primarily owned by the British and French). Bill has taken a picture of one I'd like to have, with a roof garden and a fireplace, looking out on the Mediterranean. Also pictures of sunset behind the hotel as well as amazingly big house built right on the coast.
It was very windy when we arrived (lawn furniture was actually flying) but has calmed down a lot since then. We went to an MI reception of instructors and participants, where I managed to survive Bill pouring a whole glass of red wine down my front, when he made a grand gesture, while holding a full glass. I changed and made it back before the end (though my white jacket will never be the same). We were too tired to go out tonight (not as spry as those 80 somethings in Barcelona) and ordered in a pizze.Before it arrived, the management sent Champagne (or Spanish cava)
to help us celebrate our 30th wedding anniversary,which Bill has been celebrating at various hotels since 1990. If he would simply employ my idea of adding together both of our first marriages (4 for him, 9 for me, and our marriage to each other – 31 years this Summer – we'd be celebrating our 44th anniversary!) It was a lovely gesture and we toasted you guys out on the patio. Missing you all.
Tomorrow,he will be learning and I will go explore the downtown and we'll post more tomorrow. I have to say,I really miss our daughter and her family and wish they were here with us!