We left our swank Euro apartment and snaked our way through the twisting cobblestone streets of the Barri Gotic that morning, finding ourselves smack dab in the middle of a little antiques fair that had settled in the shadow of the Cathedral. I looked for letterpress motifs and flirted dangerously with quite a few vintage seltzer bottles, but bought not a one. Euros were spent, however, on a scrumptious hunk of creamy manchego, a little baked meat pie, and two limonatas… which we munched while oggling the wares. Everywhere I went, the dolls kept following me.
Barri Gotic
Barcelona, Spain
June 2008
