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Once we were settled, we decided that our stomachs needed sating, so off we went into the heart of Barcelona looking for food. As we wanted to relax in the evening sun, we headed to the marina. We found a cheap restaurant giving away a free glass of sangria, which immediately appealed to us both. Sadly though, Martha found the calamari she had eaten did not agree with her, that, although she liked it in general, she felt this particular dish had turned her off it.
After finishing our meal, we continued looking around the marina at the beautiful boats moored up. We then headed back into the old town. Martha was on a mission, she was wishing to fulfil one need that she had whilst staying in this great Spanish city…..Sangria, not just any old sangria but Sangria de Cava.
