Casa Batlló

I was suffering some groin pain, but not walking was not an option: this was a day to wander about.
Christine was of the view that if my pain hadn’t eased by Montpellier, we would have to go home, & as things felt, I couldn’t really argue…..so getting things looked at was pretty important. Reception suggested we could visit Hospital Del Mar 🏥

But first: the target was Casa Batllo.

What a fabulous Gaudi building & indeed history: we paid up for the the “augmented reality” tour, & it felt like money well spent!

Afterwards we headed down to the hospital, where I was in and out inside an hour: the young doctor declaring it was not a hernia, just a groin strain. He prescribed some double strength ibuprofen, some Tramadol, and some Nolotil. A quick google suggested the last one should never be taken by north European people, since it can cause seriously reactions leading to death, so the decision was taken to just kill the pain with the known ibuprofen 😳

Reassured, we returned to rest at our hostel with celebratory microwave empanadas and a couple of bargain beers 🍻👍Les mer