After my hours of walking around, I stopped in the local libreria and bought myself a book to read over dinner at a little tapas bar just off La Rambla.


My dinner was a mish mash of stuff that I have been wanting to eat for the last 10 years but haven't been able to find in Sydney. As a result, my dinner wasn't the most eloquent looking, but holy crap it was tasty!

You can summarise it as a whole lot of different types of cured pork meats on a plate, a bundle of bread, a salad that for some reason is apparently Russian (but it totally is not) and stacks of olives. Never said it was going to be healthy!