Chapter 109 - Honeymoon (4) (1/2)

After lunch, Caspar and Finland continued their tour to Casa Batllo, and finally to Parc Guell. The uphill walk to Parc Guell was too much for Finland. She finally gave up and Caspar had to carry her while laughing.

The next day Finland did not want to get out of bed because her body was still aching from the trip on the previous day. She was drained, especially after climbing the steep steps of Parc Guell.

”Alright, we don't have to go anywhere today, let's just stay home and chill out,” Caspar said, coming back to bed to hug Finland. ”We can eat and read in bed or watch movies.”

”I like it. We'll just go on another trip tomorrow.” said Finland then.

Because they were on their honeymoon and were not in a hurry, both of them enjoyed the relaxing time as much as possible. The next day, after Finland felt better, the two left for Casa Mila and then spent their day walking and eating at Las Ramblas.

”When in Spain, it's incomplete if you don't enjoy Sangria,” Caspar said. They were sitting in one of the cafes on the Las Ramblas boulevard which was full of people who were thinking the same thing.

Sangria was a red wine drink mixed with pieces of various fresh fruit and a shot of another liquor such as brandy. Finland was shocked when she saw her drink come in a half-a-liter glass!

”This glass is so big...” she hissed in surprise.

”Spanish people really like to drink. They love to talk, take a nap (siesta) and drink... That's why they always look so happy.” Caspar explained with a chuckle. He clinked his glass to Finland's and encouraged Finland to drink, ”Drink, the most delicious sangria in the world is from Barcelona. Mc Donald's also serves beer here. This is the only country in the world where you can eat at McD while drinking beer. In other countries they only serve soda.”

Finland nodded in understanding. Now she understood why Stanis liked living in Barcelona. The weather was much better than in Germany, and the people here lived their lives with excitement, making the atmosphere very pleasant.

She observed that most of the waiters in the restaurants around them were not young and beautiful women, like how it was in most restaurants in Asia. One of the waiters that was serving them was a man in his 30-40s who looked like a night club bouncer, but here he was, serving customers, with a huge smile on his face.

She was amazed that the server's profession in this country was not gender and physically biased.