After nearly two hours on the stupid tourist bus, we got off and walked half a block through the rain to Casa Mila… an apartment building built by Gaudi.
There were signs indicating how long the wait is from certain points. The line was around the 30 minute mark… out of the rain and a heck of a lot better than that stupid bus. While we were waiting, an employee came out to warn everyone that the terrace was closed because of the rain. Would we rather come back tomorrow? We’re here… I’m not leaving.
The line conveniently winds past the big windows of the gift shop. Kaitlyn and I went in to pass some time while Bill enjoyed some quiet in the line. Kaitlyn picked out a small foam lizard made to look like a famous Gaudi statue in Barcelona. We haven’t seen the statue yet but she likes the lizard and that’s good enough for me. I bought it.
Once we got inside, we could see this Gaudi fellow had a serious problem with straight lines and right angles. We took an elevator up to the apartment you can walk through… after the elevator operator gave us one last chance not to use our tickets and come back tomorrow because the terrace is closed. I was beginning to think this terrace must be damn spectacular.
In the apartment, Kaitlyn dashed from room to room. She thought the sample of the bathroom was quite funny because the tank for the toilet was way up high. Otherwise, she didn’t stop to look at much for very long. I hope Bill took lots of pictures.
What I think was supposed to be the highlight of the tour was the attic. The audio guide was trying to explain to me what made it so special, but Kaitlyn wasn’t interested in standing still or even walking slow enough for the guide to make sense. you’re now looking at the blah blah blah which I’d passed 5 minutes ago. At least the audio guide was included in the ticket price.
Down the street there is an apartment that Gaudi renovated. It’s roof is supposed to look like a dragon. We used that to lure Kaitlyn to that building. We hadn’t planned on going in but there was no line, so in we went. Both Bill and I thought it was far more interesting than Casa Mila. The audio guide told me at one point that I was standing in the most magnificent room I’d ever seen. Quite a bold statement. I mean, that audio guide had never even met me before today. Oh, and we were allowed on the terrace of this building. I’m not sure why the other one was closed. But at least now I know it wouldn’t have been the most magnificent thing I’d ever seen.
How do I know that phrase will become part of the battery of our family phrases, like “first one today” and “first one today with this hand”.