• Chuck Cook
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Jewels of Spain

Another cruise to the sunny coast of Spain will allow us to explore some sites off the tourist paths. We will also touch Morocco on our way to beautiful Portugal. Join us on FindPenguins. Baca selengkapnya
  • Awal trip
    28 April 2026

    GSO

    28 April, Amerika Serikat

    We are leaving from the Greensboro airport today and changing airplanes at Dulles Airport near Washington, D. C. This is unusual for us because normally we leave from Charlotte. What a difference there is between this airport and Charlotte! This airport is sane. There are no crowds rushing about madly trying to show off or seem important. The TSA agents were friendly and relaxed. Everyone here is sitting quietly waiting for their flight the way sane people should. I think I like this place.Baca selengkapnya

  • Arrival in Barcelona

    29 April, Spanyol ⋅ ☁️ 63 °F

    We had a pleasant flight from the wonderful airport in Greensboro to Dulles Airport outside of Washington, D. C. , but our small Embraer 145 had no space in the cabin for carry-on luggage. Everyone had to “gate check” their carry-on. That means that when we de-planed, we had to pick up our luggage on the tarmac as workers off-loaded it onto the tarmac.

    Now we are here at the Barcelona airport but we can’t find our driver.

    I sent him a text message and he says he’ll be here in about 10 minutes. I think he expected us to go through baggage claim but we did not need to do that. We never check baggage. It will all work out.
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  • The Grand Hyatt Barcelona

    29 April, Spanyol ⋅ ☁️ 63 °F

    Our airplane arrived at 8:20 AM, so we did not expect our room to be ready. Nevertheless, a driver brought us to the Grand Hyatt Hotel on the northwest side of Barcelona. The staff here was most courteous. They let us stow our luggage, and then we just hung out for a while in the lobby to get our bearings. We decided to go into town for a few hours to see some of the sites. The concierge stowed our luggage and got us a taxi to take us downtown.

    We have arrived in Barcelona, one of the most beautiful cities in Europe. On a previous trip a guide told us that the name “Barcelona”came from the family name of Hamilcar Barca, the father of the great Punic general Hannibal. Now it seems that scholars are not convinced that was the case. The Romans called this place Barcino, the Latin version of the local name for this town. Apparently that was an ancient name for this trading post which became a small town. No one is quite sure where that name comes from.

    One difference between the Phoenicians and the Romans is that the Phoenicians, and their colony in Carthage, were traders. There is no evidence that they ever attempted to conquer other peoples. They simply traded with them. The Romans on the other hand were formidable militarists. Their legions went all over the Mediterranean world conquering people, enslaving them and bringing the slaves back to Rome. One would like to think that the nice guys would win, but in a series of Punic wars the Romans defeated the Carthaginians. That result seems to me as one of the sad facts of history.

    Of course maybe the Phoenician/Carthaginians weren’t such nice guys, after all. The Old Testament writers didn’t care for them or their god Baal, who required that every family’s firstborn infant be sacrificed to the deity.

    History, it seems, has a wicked sense of humor.

    More recently in this city there has been a strong political movement to separate from Spain. The language here is not Spanish, it is Catalan. The natives here consider themselves culturally and ethnically different from the Spanish. This area has elected Catalan separatists to Parliament for many years, but things came to a head a few years ago when the government of Spain had to send in troops to quell separatist riots. Since then the peace here has been an uneasy one.

    We don’t have a dog in that fight, so we are feeling welcomed and are being treated royally. Although one does have to be careful of pickpockets on La Rambla, the crowded pedestrian artery that runs theough the city. The art, culture and cuisine here are amazing. Many visitors come to see the architecture of Antony Gaudí, the local favorite son. His Church of the Sagrada Familia and his residential neighborhood, Parc Guell, attract tourists from all over the world. I must confess, however, I am not a fan. No wonder his name gave rise to a new word—gaudy.

    So as I enjoy my tapas and good conversation, pull up a chair and let’s do some people watching in Barcelona, one of the truly great cities of Europe.
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  • Too Much of a Good Thing

    29 April, Spanyol ⋅ ⛅ 66 °F

    The actress Mae West once said, “Too much of a good thing is—WONDERFUL!” That’s the way I feel when I walk inside a Spanish church.

    People often confuse “The Cathedral” with the Basilica de la Sagrada Familia, the notoriously ugly building designed by Antony Gaudí. Last week workers finally put the cross on top. It still is not finished, though.

    In contrast to Gaudí’s basilica, however, workers began building this cathedral in 1390, did not get to building the roof for another hundred years, and it is not completely finished yet. I have rarely seen such a collection of chapels, altars, shrines, tombs and sarcophogi—each one adorned as though every angel in heaven’s host was about to die next week, and the artists felt every one must be preserved in marble and gold.

    The ornamentation in this church may be excessive, but even so, it is remarkable. Every inch of this enormous building is gilded, carved and decorated with the most exquisitely beautiful iconography a human mind can produce. The mind goes numb. It cannot absorb it all. And it is all so OLD. So very OLD. Once vivid painted sculptures bear the haze of centuries of incense smoke. The figures of the crucifixion in this church reach almost half way back to the time when the Son of God walked on earth.

    So to clear our minds we decided to take the elevator up to the roof’s steeples and lanterns, where we got a fantastic overview of this city. Neighboring buildings almost as old as this one surround us. Barcelona throws nothing away. A palace old in Columbus’s time now houses the city water department’s offices. This city’s age, its decor and its richness are all examples of incomprehensible excess, and it is all glorious.
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  • Time Travel

    29 April, Spanyol ⋅ ⛅ 68 °F

    Right around the corner from the cathedral, Barcelona has a wonderful museum of history.

    We took an elevator under the streets of the city and saw the ruins of the old Roman city of Barcino. Many of its houses and shops still show faded mosaic floors and paintings on the walls. It is quite far from the current port where we will board the Scenic Eclipse on Saturday. That distance makes me wonder whether the coastline may have moved since Roman sailors unloaded here.

    A fifth century Christian church was built in a time when the local bishop ruled not just the church, but every aspect of city life as well. I could still baptize a new believer in its beautiful baptistry. We saw buildings and artifacts made by the Visigoths after they replaced the Romans here, and other ruins made two hundred years later when Muslims made Spain an Islamic Kingdom.

    Finally we saw the throne room where Columbus petitioned their Christians majesties, Ferdinand and Isabella, for funds to buy three ships for an expedition to India. Unlike his contemporaries, however, he planned to do it by sailing west. You know the rest of the story.
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  • Sofia Restaurant

    29 April, Spanyol ⋅ ☀️ 66 °F

    The Grand Hyatt Barcelona is not just a hotel. It is a complex of facilities that take care of any need a traveler might have. Tonight we ate supper at one of their restaurants, Sofia, located just off the main lobby downstairs. We started with tapas, their iberico ham croquettes made from that delicious Spanish ham that tastes like nothing else in the world. First of all, “iberico” doesn’t just mean that it is ordinary ham that comes from the Iberian Peninsula. “Iberico” is a particular breed of hog. They feed them nothing but acorns, and the meat has a savory flavor unlike any other ham in the world.

    Next we shared a salad made of the freshest greens, apples, raisins and manchego cheese made locally. Finally our waiter brought us a four-cheese pizza straight from the oven. Tomorrrow night we may try their upscale steak house called LENA (They spell it with the “N” upside down. Cool.)

    So now, for the first time in forty-eight hours we are properly nourished, properly hydrated, and we are ready to get back on a normal sleep schedule.
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  • Some Things Never Change

    30 April, Spanyol ⋅ ⛅ 63 °F

    If you know us, then you know that on any flight, Chuck Cook will sleep the entire flight unless he wakes up to go to the restroom or to eat. I stay awake the whole flight whether it's a two hour flight, an eight hour flight or a 26 hour flight. I cannot sleep on an airplane. You can put me in business class or you can put me in economy. It doesn't matter. I'm going to be awake.. .. so yesterday we arrived and immediately followed our rule of do not nap now, but spend the day busy so that you can sleep that night and be on a regular schedule for the trip. We visited a couple places Chuck really wanted to see yesterday and at the very last spot, where Columbus met with Queen Isabella, I was leaning against the wall and fell asleep. At that point, Chuck realized we probably ought to go on back to the room because his wife was hammered. I got back to the room and rested for just a bit, had supper and at 8:30 we were in bed. We woke up this morning at 8:30 so 12 hours of sleep has totally restored me. We had breakfast in the hotel and then set off on our adventures for the day, which Chuck will tell you about in another post. There is a little robot that cleans the restaurant dining area. How cool is that! I wonder if I can get one for our house.Baca selengkapnya

  • Heartbeat of Barcelona

    30 April, Spanyol ⋅ ⛅ 66 °F

    Barcelona was famous in the early twentieth century for the rise of what became known as architectural modernism. Of course, the most famous of the Barcelonan modernists was Antony Gaudí, but there were others. Lluis Domènech i Montaner designed the Palau de la Musica Catalana for the Orfeó Catalá, and the building was financed by public subscriptions. Built between 1905 and 1908, it is the only concert hall in the world on the list of UNESCO World Heritage Sites.

    The accompanying photos show similarities between Doménech and Gaudí, yet there are also some differences. While Gaudí refused to incorporate anything other than natural symbols in his work, the stage of the Palau has a huge statue of Catalán composer Josep Anselm Clavé on the left. On the right is a colossus of a pensive Beethoven, and above him are huge horses with riders besieging a Wagnerian Valhalla.

    Like most of the public buildings in Barcelona, the Palau de la Musica is striking in the complexity of its ornamentation. Sunlight pours into the concert hall through a thousand stained-glass windows. A large, bulbous sun in the center of the ceiling bulges downward like a glob of dripping honey. Green glass ballusters on the balconies each contain a twisted ribbon of wrought iron. Such creative, extravagant decoration could only be found in dreams, or possibly nightmares.

    The main purpose of the building, of course, is the presentation of music and drama, and, even though our schedule would not allow us to attend a full-dress concert in the evening, we did see (and hear) a 23-voice chorus rehearsing an ethereal contemporary piece that showed off the room’s acoustics. Over 600 concerts per year take place here, and the building with its many adjacent parlors and meeting rooms is a center for Catalán culture, art and even political gatherings. In some ways the Palau de la Musica has become the heartbeat of the culture of Barcelona. It was a privilege to spend the morning here today.
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  • An Olympian Dream

    30 April, Spanyol ⋅ ☀️ 70 °F

    Have you ever dreamed of a place you have never been? I did that several times in the last twenty years or so. There was a beautiful, domed building than resembled the U. S. Capitol, but it was surrounded with gardens and palaces—just beautiful.

    Then, when we first came to Barcelona in 2014 our bus tour took us to the place. I recognized the building—the one in my dream. It was raining. Our guide told us it was a building constructed as the centerpiece of the 1926 Olympics in Barcelona. I took a crummy picture of the domed building in the rain, and I loved to go back and look at it repeatedly, as poor as the photo is, and I remembered that I had dreamed about the place.

    On a subsequent visit to Barcelona, a Hop-On-Hop-Off Bus took us by the building again, and I got a better picture, but I was with people who didn’t particularly want to get off the bus to visit the building. The guide told us it was an art gallery now, but it is still occasionally used for diplomatic meetings, conferences of heads of state and other official gatherings.

    On this beautiful spring day, however, we went inside. And it was glorious. The Museo Nacional de Arte Catalán was everything I had hoped it would be. It is noted for its collection of Romanesque and Medieval Art. Many of its exhibits consist of frescoes peeled from the walls of Christian churches from the fifth to the seventh centuries. We’re talking old Visigothic stuff! I felt as though I had been plopped down in the middle of a Disney World made especially for me.

    It is fascinating to see how the depictions of Jesus and the Apostles changed in the post-Roman world. They evolved into the medieval representations, and finally to those of the Renaissance. The displays of the decorations found in the apses of old cathedrals are again displayed in re-created apses, so that the geometry of the design is still intact. Some of the exhibits of later art show portraiture and some non-ecclesiastical art of Spanish masters such as Velasquez and El Greco. All of it was magnificent.

    Instead of visiting the modern art, Glenda and I found an elevator taking us up into the dome of the building and out onto an observation deck. There, with the whole city below us, we delighted to see the old city of Barcino, which we had visited yesterday. We finished up with a sandwich made from jamon iberico and a Spanish version of brie cheese we bought in the rotunda’s restaurant.

    We snagged a taxi driven by a woman from Peru. She brought us to our hotel and told us that on the top floor there is a Peruvian Restaurant, Maymanta, whose chef is known worldwide for his creative Peruvian cuisine. We plan to have dinner there tonight.
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  • Bird Art

    30 April, Spanyol ⋅ ☀️ 70 °F

    Flying Art

    Today when we went to the National Art Gallery, I was intrigued by a piece of art that was made by birds flying. I’m attaching several videos and then the final photo is the piece of art made by the birds and their wing patterns.Baca selengkapnya

  • Perfect Peruvian

    30 April, Spanyol ⋅ ☁️ 64 °F

    A cab driver from Peru told us today that the best Peruvian food in Barcelona was on the 19th floor of our hotel in the restaurant Maymanta. The food was fabulous. Strong earthy flavors blended together perfectly. I would like to tell you that I'm going to show you pictures of each dish, but I can't because the moment the food arrived we started eating, and halfway through realized we had not taken pictures. Chef Omar Malpartido is known as one of the rising stars in the Barcelona food scene in this Michelin star restaurant. We started our meal with a wood smoked sourdough with a pepper butter and a honey butter spread. Next we enjoyed two scallops that were topped with a Parmesan cream foam. I ordered Traditional Anticucho—beef fillet street food style. It was served with 3 different sauces, street corn and roasted potatoes. Chuck ordered Lomo Saltado, a wood-fired, wok- seared beef served in a broth with fire roasted peppers, tomatoes and onions and crispy potatoes. The broth was exquisite. It was smoky and salty, with just a little bit of heat. Chuck's dish was served with a corn and rice mixture.

    After the meal , our Chef came over to our table to thank us for eating there. We told him we had never had Peruvian food but his food is now one of our favorite meals we've ever had in the world.

    If you're ever in Barcelona, go to the 19th floor of the Grand Hyatt and look for Maymanta. You will not regret it. Oh yes, and the view of the city of Barcelona from the nineteenth floor is magnificent!
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  • Healing the Whole Person

    1 Mei, Spanyol ⋅ ☁️ 68 °F

    What we did know today was that we wanted to visit the Hospital of St. Pau. We knew it was built in the early twentieth century, and that it had been decommissioned in 2009, restored and made a UNESCO World Heritage Site. We also knew it is one of the foremost examples of modernist architecture in the world. That’s what we did know.

    What we didn’t know was that when the hospital was decommissioned in 2009, it became a huge new medical center, also called the Hospital of St. Pau. We asked our cab driver to take us to the Hospital of St. Pau. And he did so, letting us out at a sprawling medical campus, with ambulances screaming to the emergency department in a gargantuan complex of buildings framed with modern stone, glass and steel.

    Ooops! This was one of those little traveling mishaps. One must keep his sea legs on such days, so Glenda got instructions from two nice men wearing surgical scrubs outside the hospital entrance. They directed us to the opposite corner of the city block, where we found one of the most amazing healing centers in all of medical history.

    In 1401 a group of noblemen and some local ecclesiastical groups formed a society to create a hospital for poor people. All people regardless of nationality, status or income could come to be treated. They called it La Hospital de la Santa Creu, the Hospital of the Holy Cross. For six hundred years it has used the best in medical knowledge and equipment to bring healing to the sick and peace to the dying.

    At the turn of the century a group of forward-looking physicians contacted the famous architect Lluis Domènch i Montaner. They wanted him to build for them a hospital—but not just an ordinary surgical center. They wanted it to be beautiful. They wanted it to be filled with gardens full of orange trees and lavender. The walls were to be decorated with the finest art they could find. The staff called in orchestras to treat the patients to classical music, and later jazz. They believed that healing was as much a matter of healing the senses as of healing the body. So they wanted to treat their patients in the most beautiful place imaginable, with light and fragrance and beauty as part of their healing regime, with tunnels linking the twelve pavillions, each devoted to a separate medical discipline.

    The major benefactor was a millionaire named Pau Gil y Serra, who was named for St. Paul, so they added his patron saint’s name to that of the hospital. Now it is technically called The Hospital de la Santa Creu i San Pau. The complex was constructed between 1902 and 1930, and gradually poor and indigent patients found wholeness here.

    During the Spanish Civil War the hospital was commandeered by the government and renamed the Barcelona Medical Center. The abundant religious iconography on the campus was obscured by the Franco Regime. Afterwards, it resumed its original name and mission, and, in a separate new facility around the block, continues to do so today. It is still one of the leading medical centers in Europe. The first bone marrow transplant in Spain occurred here, and so did the first heart transplant.

    I was moved today by the original mission of the founders of the Hospital of St. Pau. Most medical treatment carried out in hospitals today occurs in theaters that are sterile, spare, Spartan, and, well—clinical. I wonder how medicine would change if society became convinced that part of the healing process occurs simply by being surrounded by beauty.
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  • Heavenly Music

    1 Mei, Spanyol ⋅ ☁️ 64 °F

    The Basilica of Mercy is a church built here in 1249, although the present structure dates from the 1750’s. Dedicated to Our Lady, the Patron Saint of Barcelona, the church has been embellished by the nobility of Barcelona for nearly 300 years. Every square inch of this high Baroque sanctuary exudes the most devout expressions of Spanish piety.

    Tonight, however, the church served as a concert hall. A string septet performed the works of Pachelbel, Vivaldi, Beethoven, Ravel, and Mozart. For this last composer’s Ave Maria and his Ave Verum Corpus, a talented young soprano joined the troupe. Whether the composers intended their works to be religious or not, the ethereal sounds reflected from the domed ceiling, settling on an audience enthralled by music that seemed to come from heaven itself.

    Tonight’s performance suggests to me that Word of God often comes to us with no words at all.
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  • Ahoy, Matey!

    2 Mei, Spanyol ⋅ ☁️ 64 °F

    We have finished the land portion of our trip, and now we move to the nautical portion. The Scenic Eclipse is our home now as we leave Barcelona and head out in the Mediterranean Sea toward Mallorca.

    All of us passengers gathered on the bow of the ship to take photographs as she cruised out of Barcelona harbor. Then we put away our gear in our staterooms and went for a fabulous supper with friends.
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  • The Prince’s Playground

    3 Mei, Spanyol ⋅ ☁️ 63 °F

    Emperor Franz Joseph I of Austria Hungary ruled from 1848 until his death in 1916. Archduke Ludwig Salvatore Hapsburg-Bourbon was the Emperor’s second cousin, the sixth in line for the throne. He loved nature and wildlife. Knowing the odds against his ascending to the throne, he decided it was safe for him just to travel the world. He was given two ships from the Austro-Hungarian Navy as his personal toys. He traveled all over the world in them and wrote several notable travel logs for his wealthy friends to use during their travels. When one of his ships sank, his daddy just gave him another one.

    As a young man he fell in love with the Princess Mathilde, daughter of the Duke of Teschen. She had already been promised, however, to Prince Umberto of Savoy in an arranged marriage. She was a smoker, and knew her father disapproved of her habit. One evening she was getting dressed in an elaborate gown to go to the theater. Her father caught her smoking, and she tried to hide her cigarette behind her dress. It caught fire and, as her family watched, she burned to death. Ludwig never married.

    Of all the places he visited, his favorite retreat was his mountainside villa here on the island of Mallorca in the Balearic Islands just east of Spain. It is a sprawling estate that covers several mountain ridges in an area known as San Morroig (pronounced “San Morroij” in Catalan),

    He loved the olive trees here. There is a story that once he happened upon a farmer who was chopping down one of the trees. The Archduke was horrified and immediately offered to buy the entire farm just to keep the farmer from chopping down the tree. Word spread and people kept an eye on the prince’s location. When he came near their farms they would run out with axes and begin chopping on an olive tree. Invariably the prince would offer to buy their farms, they would sell, and the princes estate grew to fantastic proportions.

    We have been in some elaborately ornate palaces throughout Europe. San Morroig is not one of those. Although it is a large house with big rooms and high ceilings, it is not ostentatiously ornate. With fabulous views of the ocean and coastline, it is furnished like a comfortable country house. I think I like this place. I could see Glenda and me having breakfast outside under the rosary trees on the terrace. I can certainly see why cousin Ludwig liked it here.

    The entire estate is now owned by American actor Michael Douglas.
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  • George and Fred

    3 Mei, Spanyol ⋅ ☁️ 61 °F

    In the 1830’s Amantine Lucile Aurore Dupin, the daughter of a noble French family, left her husband. She took her two children, and set out on an illustrious career as a gender-bending novelist, attaining great success in France and England using the pen-name George Sand.

    Her many romantic relationships with people of both sexes included the famous composer and pianist Frederic Chopin. In November of 1838 they rented for three months the estate we visited today.

    The building of this estate began in 1232 as a Carthusian monastery. It was gradually enlarged until Spain expelled all of the monastic orders in 1835. Nine families cooperatively purchased this monastery in Valldemossa and rented it out to wealthy families visiting the island of Mallorca. One of their tenants in late 1838 was George Sand and her current lover, the composer.

    Something in Mme. Dupin/Sand wanted to protect and heal the ailing genius. She referred to Chopin as “my little corpse.” It has been said that he had tuberculosis. Doctors now know that tuberculosis is a virulently infectious disease that spreads to thousands of people in a short time, and death follows in days. Chopin lived until 1849. Doctors now think he probably had cystic fibrosis.

    Mme. Dupin wanted her little corpse to get away to rest and recover, so she arranged to bring him here to Mallorca. Despite his popularity in Paris, Chopin was not only sick, he was also intensely shy. In the city, crowds, teaching piano lessons and performances occupied all of his time. On the island of Mallorca he had freedom from the crowds and ample time to compose. In the three months he was in Valldemossa he wrote all 24 preludes of his Opus 28, as well as several mazurkas, the Polonaise Opus 40, one sonata and a number of other pieces. He ordered a piano from the Pleyel Piano Co. in Paris, but it arrived only three weeks before he left the island in February of 1839. For this most productive period of his life he used an inferior instrument built by local carpenter named Juan Bauza.

    For Chopin his secluded time here was a wonderful change. His partner, however, missed being the center of social life of Paris and was desperately unhappy. Agitated and distraught, she soon insisted they return to Paris. The friction over their time in Valldemossa was the beginning of the erosion of their romance, though their acquaintance lasted until the composer’s death.

    But if you ask me, if I were to spend a couple of years at the keyboard, I would say there are few places in the world better than Valldemosa on the island of Mallorca for undistracted practice.

    I think Chopin got it right.
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  • A Time of Yummy Goodness

    3 Mei, Spanyol ⋅ 🌧 61 °F

    After a walking tour today, our guide told us about two specialties in the area. One is a pastry roll made from potato flour, dusted in powdered sugar that you then dip in hot chocolate. And the other was an almond cake made of nothing but almonds and sugar and butter. So after about three hours of walking around the town, we stopped with Shane and Mika for coffee and hot chocolate and the local specialties. I thought that I would like the almond cake more but the potato-flour roll dusted with powdered sugar was heavenly. It was almost like an unglazed Krispy Kreme doughnut, which is also made with potato flour. My hot chocolate was so thick and rich that I almost needed a spoon to drink it. Our guide told us to dip our potato roll into the hot chocolate, and I promise you that combination was a piece of heaven. After our rest in the little café, we stopped by a pearl shop to look at some Mallorca blue pearls.Baca selengkapnya

  • Sushi Glenda Style

    3 Mei, Spanyol ⋅ ☁️ 66 °F

    I have never liked sushi because I cannot tolerate the taste of the seaweed. Last night we had reservations at the sushi restaurant on our ship. I had figured I would eat salad and soup and the pickled cucumbers but the head Chef said that he could make me sushi with rice paper instead of seaweed. I had a perfectly lovely meal and enjoyed every bite of it. The attitude of every crewmember on the Scenic Eclipse is “we can make that work.”Baca selengkapnya

  • Ibiza

    4 Mei, Spanyol ⋅ ☁️ 63 °F

    Until the 1970’s Ibiza was a sleepy Mediterranean fishing village with a few small farms scattered around its mountains. Prehistoric artifacts date from around 2000 B. C. This place was well known as a trading center for Phoenicians, Greeks, Romans and pirates. Salt flats here were infinitely valuable for preserving food and as a nutrient.

    Then about 50 years ago Ibiza was discovered by the hippies. Most of them came from wealthy families in America and Europe. They were disaffected youth, or at least they had enough money to pretend to be disaffected. We poor kids had to either get jobs or go to Vietnam. At any rate, those rich, unhappy young people decided to drop out, tune in and turn on, and they came here by the thousands and thereby changed the culture and the economy of Ibiza.

    The first thing I saw upon leaving our ship today was a brand new coffee-colored Bentley trying to navigate the maze of hairpin turns to climb the mountain. Our tour group had to stick like paint to the sides of buildings to allow a constant stream of traffic to pass on the one street, barely ten feet wide, leading up to the cathedral at the top of the mountain.

    A small apartment here costs around €1.2 million. The island has a reputation for being a mecca for the jet set and young party animals. Nowadays Ibiza’s major claim to fame is that it has two of the top ten nightclubs in the world. The one called “Hi” has a cover charge of €250. A beer costs €30. Another nightclub called “The Universe” has similar charges.

    Ibiza is, without doubt, a beautiful town, yet it does not have the glitz and glamour of Monaco. Ibiza is old, and that age brings a certain charm. In that sense it is like Pawley’s Island—“shabby chic.”

    If you’re a party animal, you may want to look further into this destination. But if you come here, make sure you can afford it.
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  • Quiz Question of the Day

    4 Mei, Spanyol ⋅ ☀️ 66 °F

    Today, as our tour group was leaving to explore the city, the young woman at the front desk told us that whoever came back with the correct answer to her question would get a hug. The question was "What color is Ibiza?"

    Other folks came back with the answer, white, or blue, or green, but the real answer is a bit more complicated.

    Chuck and I learned that different parts of the city are different colors based on who founded that part of the city. The area with red buildings was founded by the Phoenicians ; the area with sandstone colored buildings was founded by the Romans; the area with the yellow buildings was founded by the Moors and the area with the blue buildings was founded by the Greeks. But there are many buildings painted white and they are white because the city government is going to institute an ordinance concerning the colors that buildings may be painted and so all of the people who live in the white buildings are waiting for the decree before they paint their houses so that they won't have to paint the houses twice. Nothing is ever that simple. She said my answer was the most complete so I got two hugs.
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  • An Unexpected Magical Meal

    4 Mei, Spanyol ⋅ ☀️ 70 °F

    Yesterday afternoon when we returned from our excursion, there was an invitation on our bed, inviting us to go to the chef's table for a meal. This meal is prepared for a total of 10 guests in a private dining room and there were 12 courses each paired with the wine that was appropriate for that course. We are so grateful that even though we are in just a regular stateroom and have no status with this cruise line, we got a seat at this table. Evidently a couple who does not like creative, unique food combinations declined their invitation, and because the restaurant manager had spoken with us about our dining experiences, he, on the off chance that we could go, sent us a last-minute invitation.

    When we arrived at the restaurant, we were given a glass of champagne and were ushered into a private dining room where we could see our food being prepared in the kitchen. The meal that followed, was delicious, creative, and beautiful. The executive chef explained each dish to us after the sommelier poured us a glass of wine chosen specifically for each course . I'm attaching a copy of the menu and then the photographs. The meal lasted three hours and it was three hours of pure culinary bliss.
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  • Cartageña

    5 Mei, Spanyol ⋅ ☁️ 72 °F

    There was a little fishing village in a trading post here at Cartageña even before the Phoenicians from old Carthage, now in Tunisia, documented their ships landing in this perfect port as early as 800 BC. The old Iberians here called this place Mastia. High hills surrounding the bay provide the perfect defensive positions for fortresses to protect the fleet. No wonder the Romans drove out the Carthaginians.

    On our last visit here we saw the Roman theater and the accompanying museum. Both are well worth visiting. Especially important is the display in the Castillo de la Concepción relating the extraordinary history of King Alfonso the Wise. When most of Europe did not even know the Bible in any language other than Latin, he had teams of Jewish, Muslim and Christian scholars reading the Bible in the original languages. They translated Plato, Aristotle and other Greek philosophers. All three religions flourished here, their adherents living side-by-side in peace. Doctors here were practicing modern medicine. Science here was centuries ahead of the rest of Europe.

    But today we went to a different part of the city to see what was, in Roman times, the center of town. The Museo Foro Romano Molinete displays the excavated remains of the Roman forum, as well as the ruins of a few temples, including the Temple of Isis. This building shows that the oriental mystery cults, which were popular in the eastern Mediterranean, made it as far as Spain by the second century. Layers above show that the town went through an economic depression in the third and fourth centuries, despite several attempts to revitalize the city. Even in difficult economic times, however, the port here never stopped functioning.

    Every time we have been here the weather has been perfect, sunny and not too hot. So it was today. We are leaving soon, around 1:30 PM, but as we go away we will carry with us a new set of happy memories about New Carthage.
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  • Miraculous Mijas

    6 Mei, Spanyol ⋅ ⛅ 61 °F

    The description in the tourist brochure said that we would be charmed by the little village of Mijas (pronounced MEE-hass). The language in such brochures is almost always exaggerated, but this time they got it right. Mijas is a tiny village perched on the side of a mountain, overlooking the blue Mediterranean, and winning the hearts of anyone willing to take the twelve-mile trip up the mountain from Málaga.

    Every house here is white; every building, old or new, is required to have the same exterior design features, and the result is dazzling.

    Traditionally Mijas was just a little farming village with more donkeys than people. There are still donkeys here, but they are no longer used as beasts of burden. With a smile and a wink, the town government assigns each donkey a taxicab number and they haul small carts holding a pair of tourists.

    Nowadays the major industry is tourism, but Mijas has not been “discovered” yet. You can still buy a house here for half of what it would cost in North Carolina, and the views of the coastline from these mountains is breathtaking. Mijas looks to me like Malibu must have looked at the turn of the twentieth century.

    Residents walk to the one local grocery store. They worship in a Catholic church occupying a building once used as a Moorish Mosque, and before that as a Visigothic monophysite Christian Church, and before that as a Roman temple dedicated to their pantheon, and before that as a Phoenician temple dedicated to Baal-marduk, and before that as an Iberian shrine dedicated to their animistic deities, and before that (I’m guessing) as a prehistoric shrine to whatever the residents regarded as divine. The building was built, rebuilt, enlarged and remodeled on the same spot. I am suggesting that ever since there have been human beings, they have worshipped here.

    Our guide had an interesting take on the sanctity of the site. She said, “I don’t know if the ancient religions were right or wrong, but I do know that this is a holy place, and since we’re Catholics now, this is where we worship. This is a sacred place. There is holy energy here.”

    We also visited a cave with a shrine inside dedicated to the Virgin Mary, but again we were told that this grotto has been considered a sacred site for millennia before written records catalogued it.

    As if I were not already convinced that Mijas is the closest place on earth to heaven, our guide took us to a place I consider at least semi-divine—a chocolate factory. We sampled not only milk chocolate, but also an unsweetened chocolate flavored with pepper and fruit, a white chocolate flavored with coffee, and a bon-bon filled with caramel—all washed down with a delicious Spanish tempranillo wine.

    Depending on the airfare you pay, one could probably fly to Spain and spend a week here for as little as one pays for a week at Myrtle Beach. I know without a doubt which vacation I would prefer.
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  • Rodeo Drive East

    7 Mei, Spanyol ⋅ ⛅ 63 °F

    Marbella was a little town with an illustrious history on the outskirts of Málaga until the 1970’s when a group of entrepreneurs decided they would turn it into a beach-centered vacation capital. They poured millions of dollars into a tiny area down by the marina they named Puerto Banús. They built a small but palatial 20-room hotel, offering every imaginable convenience, with the notion that the beautiful and wealthy people could come, stay a night and move on. They had no idea how successful they would be.

    King Fahd of Saudi Arabia used to bring his 69 children, along with numberless wives, servants, cooks and attendance to stay in Marbella, and they loved it here. They decided to come here every year in August. In fact, the local hotels could not hold his entire retinue, so he built here an exact replica of the White House. King Fahd died last year, but he has been succeeded by his son Prince Abdullah. The best guess is that the new ruler will also come here every year to spend the month of August. Most of his party will stay in his White House, but quite a few still must be housed off campus. Another aspect of his annual visits is that he employs hundreds of local workers at approximately five times the wages they would receive from any local employer.

    Antonio Banderas, Julio Iglesias, Cristiano Ronaldo, Novak Djokovic, Simon Cowell, and Lord Alan Sugar own places here in carefully obscured locations. Buying property here is not for the faint of wallet.

    Now the daily rental fee for a yacht slip on the pier in Puerto Banús is €10,000. We didn’t see a boat smaller than 250 ft. Oh, by the way, both the Ferrari and the Mazeratti dealerships are on the same street, right across the street from the Airbus Helicopter Dealer—just in case you need a helicopter for your yacht. And of course, the streets are lined with names like Gucci, Armani, Bulgari, Georgio, Versace, Yves Saint Laurent, etc., etc.

    Of course, you don’t have to be a gazillionaire to visit here. We had a delightful morning wandering the beautiful streets and alleys. When our guide Tanya turned us loose, we headed for one of the oldest shops in Spain that makes churros, the Saint Gines Churros Shop. Something like a doughtnut, you unwind churros from a big spiral wheel of cake, dip it in hot chocolate syrup and immediately go to heaven. I washed mine down with a cup of espresso, and grew new hair on my chest. Wow!

    I thought I would just have churros for lunch, but when we got back on the Scenic Eclipse, they had a special table in the Yacht Club Restaurant with Middle Eastern food. I had felafel and a red-pepper hummus that was the most delicious I’ve ever tasted.

    Tanya, our guide, was born here, and her whole family still live here. They are not tycoons, by any means, but she said that they do enjoy getting the whole extended family together for births, weddings, and holidays. And when they gather, they all play, sing and dance flamenco. She said it’s not just something they do for the tourists. In this part of Spain, flamenco is still very much a part of the local culture. At home and in school as small children, everyone learns to dance and sing flamenco, and a lot of kids learn flamenco guitar techniques at an early age. She said they really don’t pay much attention to rock music or even to classical. They all just grow up with flamenco. I guess it’s something like country and western music in North Carolina. Even though the rest of the world has discovered it, country music was and is still just a part of our world.

    So if you are among the rich and famous, this could be your next vacation spot. If you are a mere mortal like the rest of us, Marbella can still be a beautiful and interesting place to visit. For art, culture or classical music, you might want to stay in Málaga. But if you’re into la dolce vita, you can’t beat Marbella.
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