If I say Spain, what do you think of?
I think of colors, I think about lunches eaten at 4pm and midnight dinners, I think tapas and rivers of beer too!
My only Iberian experience before today was limited to the polyhedral Catalan capital Barcelona and the crystalline island of Palma de Mallorca. While Barca on many occasions has seen me wandering (and getting lost) in its colorful alleys, traveling its infinite sea front, and wishing I had Mary Poppins’ suitcase every time I delved into the variety of colors, products, and smells that I found in the Boqueria market, Mallorca is a distant memory, a legacy from childhood. (more…)