26.11.2012 - 26.11.2012 13 °C
This morning Hannah and I were awoken by bright lights and people banging around. But I guess things like that come with the benefit of having the bathroom attached to your bedroom. This interruption of a warm sleep started at around 8:30, and continued until we were ordered to get up an hour later. When I got out of bed I saw my parents were already dressed and they were packing their bags and putting on their shoes. I was promptly notified that they were heading to the grocery store, because it closed at noon and they were feeling kind and wanted to let us have dinner. When they came back Hannah and I were fed, watered and clothed and helped unpack groceries.
When we did leave the apartment, at around eleven o'clock, we were greeted by a sprinkle of rain as well as crowds of people. The rain was on and off for the next while as we searched the streets for a place to eat lunch. By 12:30 we found a small, empty cafe and decided that we might as well see what they offered. That morning my parents had heard about a popular food called a pintxo. My dad ordered one of these foreign snacks, which turned out to basically be a croquet-like substance and "ham" on a piece of bread, skewered with a toothpick. Hannah, my mom and I all got variations of the same thing, which here is called a tortilla. They were made of potatoes, onions and eggs, Hannah's topped with tuna, and my mom's topped with crab. I went simple with no topping. We ended up getting two more pintxos to share amongst us, as they are quite small. Everyone but me liked them, this is probably because I don't like croquettes or ham.
After this we continued our walk and went to look at the Guggenheim (goo-gen-hime) museum from the outside (you'll hear more of this in an upcoming entry). If you've ever been to the National Gallery in Ottawa, you would have noticed straight away that there was a familiar sculpture outside. We, being the intelligent and informed people we are, did notice this at once. The sculpture was of a large spider with spindly legs and a teeming egg sack. When we had seen it the first time in Ottawa, we wondered if we were to come back and see it again if there would be baby spiders crawling around its feet. We were, sadly, wrong. But after this severe disappointment we went on walking and stumbled upon a massive playground, made up mostly of roped jungle gyms. My parents, as you probably know, are children at heart and immediately ran and started to play. Hannah, being the mature teenager she is, promptly went and informed them of the age limit, which was fifteen. Eventually they got down, but Hannah and I saw no reason why we had to and stayed there for another 25 minutes while my parents went on a walk so that they would not have to hide their jealousy of our youth. Although you might be thinking that it was unfair that Hannah, being one year over the limit, was allowed to stay on the playground while my parents were forced off, we all agreed that she would be able to pass as a fifteen year old. Plus we were the only ones there. But play time must always come to an end, and when my parents came back they wrenched us from the ropes, leaving us with painful, dislocated shoulders.
After this we went home for a bathroom break and a snack, but soon left again for a funicular, a type of train. Our funicular led up a hill to a landing that had a spectacular view of the city. We stayed for about fifteen minutes, then ran to get the front car for the way back. But this ended today's adventures, as from there we walked home, stopping halfway to pick up some pastries (obviously) for dessert. For dinner we had fajitas/burritos/tacos...whatever you want to call them, really. They were actually quite tasty, I had three. The pastries, on the other hand, we a little disappointing. But I wasn't too sad, after all, I did eat more than my fair share of dinner. So I just ate off the chocolate topping of the cookie, and sucked out the cream from the croissant-like pastry. But, all things considered, it was a good day, and I'm excited for tomorrow, but I'm more excited for tonight...because I get to sleep.