Spain

Mi Casa es su Bahay

Did you know that Barcelona is home to over fifty thousand Filipino immigrants? We didn’t. Until we did.. High off our spontaneous reservations for 41 Grados, we started off towards our apartment, eyes open and noses flaring. Per our MO, we didn’t have an exact direction in mind, but we were greeted with a sandwich board in the middle of the sidewalk that brought us to a halt. Spanish took a sudden backseat as it wasn’t necessary to understand the sign before us: “Lumpia, pancit, halo-halo”. Like the uncontrollable draw towards the dance floor that the “Todo Todo” demands at […]

Third Times a Carm

If so much goodness could come from such tight and informal quarters of the Bocqueria, we were dying to indulge in some of the highest quality preparation as well. We were particularly curious about the culinary conquests of the infamous Adria brothers. Anthony Bourdain has featured El Bulli twice on No Reservations and it is no surprise that the popularity of this Michelin 3-star restaurant has managed to maintain quite a buzz despite its closing in the summer of 2011. We had heard of  Tickets, a tapas bar featuring Catalonian cuisine brought to life by the genius minds of Ferran […]

Tourist Fail Avoided

An emergency breakfast run had us leaving the apartment for some coffee and pastries at Cafe Tomas, the corner spot just below our apartment. Reconnaissance naturally followed as there were a few recommended restaurants and bars in our neighborhood that we were interested in locating for future reference. Before we knew it, we found ourselves at the foot of Las Ramblas and fast approaching La Bocqueria. Dare we enter such a festival of eye candy without our beloved cameras?! Hell no! We swallowed our pride-filled distaste for backtracking and returned to the apartment. The reward included tons of sensory treats. […]

Power In Numbers

As challenging and fun as it was to be traveling on our own for the past couple of months, there is a certain je ne se qua having power in numbers while tackling new territory. With a larger wolf pack, albeit only by one, it allowed for more options and opportunities. The extra muscle was especially welcome and was conducive to the late night festivities we were yearning for. It is under these circumstances that we inadvertantly learned one of the most important lessons from our round the world journey: I don’t care how much you think you can drink, […]

Happy Valentine’s Day   Happy Anniversary to No Wrong Turns!

Sorry, folks. Valentine’s Day has forever been ousted from our celebratory schedule by a more significant event. One year ago today we boarded our first of many long haul flights. Bags meticulously packed, anxious, and excited we started our 15 hour trip to Rio de Janiero via Panama City. It’s only fitting that we get back into our blogging groove on the day it all began. We only wish we could’ve pacified the fears we had on that flight with how we feel now, knowing that we’d eat all the sushi we could have ever wanted in Japan, conquer our fear […]

¿Dónde está nuestro primo?

Here he is! The story of that mysterious green bottle (and why Kuya Adler is so happy to be holding it) will come at a later time. Ever since we met Tyler in Japan over a month ago, we’ve been devoid of seeing anyone familiar. When we told our family and friends about our crazy round the world trip, we invited them to join us for a leg or two and Kuya Adler was the only person who took us up on that offer. It almost felt like we were on our way home as our taxi driver shuttled through […]