Le Dauphin is a hip bar serving Spanish-style tapas. You’ll love the marble everything and floor to ceiling mirrors. Very chic, very disco and right next door to Le Cave and Le Chateaubriand. This little strip is a must-do.
Pintxos - to spike
I Want You
I Want You is the sequel to the teen smash Three Meters Above the Skye based on the novel of the same name by Federico Moccia. Its predecessor followed the story of charismatic bad boy biker Hache played by Spanish dreamboat Mario Casas.
A typical love story: handsome Hache meets rich girl called Babi (Maria Valverde). He is from the wrong side of the tracks but with his charm and good looks he starts to win her over. The beautiful Babi falls in love with bad boy, much to the dismay of her affluent parents. She sees his soft side, they lock eyes, make out and declare their undying and eternal love. Then the movie climaxes ending in tragedy, complete with screams, sobbing and motor bikes. Babi and Hache are no more. He then flees London after the dramatic death of his best friend.
Given I had not seen the first film I found the plot just a little hard
to follow. I said to my friend it was
some strange cross between Romeo & Juliet, The Fast & the Furious and
Centre Stage.
I Want You follows troubled Hache who returns to Barcelona after two years in London. He dreams to rekindle the flame with his ex love Babi. A mystery girl, the independent and vivacious Gin (Clara Lago), enters his life and for the first time in a long time, those puppy dog eyes return. Hache struggles to be true to his new love when Babi reappears into his life. Temptation is too strong and he leaves Gin when she needs him most. There are tears, his world crumbles and the movie again climaxes with a motorbike race. Thankfully this time, there is a happily ever after.
I Want You is the perfect unrequited love story for a teenage audience or those seeking to relive those years of romance and rebellion during the Spanish Film Festival.
Fin
When it comes to suspenseful films, I will find any excuse to leave the room. I will iron your tea towels, darn your socks or polish every single piece of cutlery, one by one. As soon as I draw in that short breath, pulse quickening, I will do any level of the mundane to take me away from that screen. I would prefer to half watch, my mind wandering to a safer place.
When the Spanish Film Festival season was released I excitedly selected a few films at random. The End or 'Fin' to our Spanish speaking amigos, was at the top of that hastily chosen list. I prefer to think of myself as a happy endings kind of girl. I am particularly pathetic during thrillers, forever squirming at the unknown. I simply hate being in suspense.
When the film synopsis reads that you will be 'glued to your seat right up until its last haunting moments' you know you are going to love it or hate it. So I enlisted my friend Shanon; the suspense junkie. I knew she would be keen to get her fix and wouldn't mind holding my hand.
The End tells the story of a group of old friends celebrating a 20 year reunion in a secluded mountain cabin. It is a time to reminisce, drinking and telling stories around the bonfire. They group catch up on lost moments and some they would rather forget. A series of unexplained events occur, and it all gets a little eerie. I won't give too much away!
The End is a movie that will keep you glued to the screen whether petrified or enthralled. Definitely a film to watch this season so head down to Cinema Paradiso on Saturday, 22 June for it's final viewing.
Restaurant Sazon (Mallorca, Spain)
This was the night of the double dinner. Early tapas feast, lots of sangria, late dinner ... I vaguely remember us all eating copious amounts of pasta. BED.
Tucana (Mallorca, Spain)
The Girls/Giggles > The Food
I really want to be brown again.
Parrillada de Carnes (Madrid, Spain)
Mussels, patatas bravas and iberian assorted meats ~ cured ham, highly seasoned pork sausage, cured loin, black pudding, dry corned beef and sheep mature cheese. Satisfacción.
EAT | SUQUET DE L'ALMIRALL (Barcelona, Spain)
We really had the worst luck in Barcelona. Our flight from Paris was delayed by a day so we didnt arrive until late on a Sat night and were out again on Monday. All our dining plans were ruined as the top three on my list were all closed on Sunday. I had read a little about chef Quim Marques we took a little trip to Suquet de l'Almirall. Such honest, uncomplicated flavours, seafood how it should be.
Paella order numbers 10179 and 10180.