The grand finale of my odyssey is a two-week stint in Spain with the fam! We arrived on a Saturday just in time for a quick nap to rally for the late, legendary Spanish nights our guidebook promised. Sure enough, we ventured out for dinner at 9:30 and visited 2 tapas bars over the next 3 hours. We noted that, at midnight, the table next to us had multiple elementary-age children at it. The paseo, spanish for walking around, seeing and being seen, was bustling and spanning a spectrum of age ranges as we strolled home on the streets until 1am, 2...whew, what time is it?! I'm pretty convinced we tapped out before those children.
But wait, what's a tapa?! Well, in theory it's a snack you have with a drink, so if you drink enough and snack enough, your meal is entirely snacks. Tapas are often something of the pork and cheese or seafood variety on top of a slice of bread (pan), but can be fried stuff (croquettes), potato pancakes, beef with sauce, tuna and olives... I'm not convinced vegetarians or people looking to maintain their current pant size should visit Spain at all. :P
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