My next several posts will be about the energizing trip Mary and I took to Barcelona a few years ago. It was my second visit, the first being when I was only 17 (1956) and Generalissimo Franco was, regrettably, in power. Barcelona has come to life since then. It now glories in its status as Spain’s second largest city and especially in its independent Catalonian spirit.
At Barcelona’s exciting center is La Rambla, a tree-lined street extending from the Placa Catalonia down to the Columbus Monument at the city’s commercially thriving Mediterranean port. The photos are of Mary and I heading for the first time down La Rambla. I especially liked the motorcyclists.