Feb 19, 2011 12 noon @Barcelona
One of the best things about travelling is the memories. Today, I would like you to meet my first Spanish order–cafe con leche y pasta.
After seeing the sign outside, I went up the cafe counter, said: “Cafe con leche y pasta.” The employee spoke a long string of Spanish. I looked at her stupidly before blurting out, “No habla espanol.”
She pointed me to the pastry display. I picked the sugar powdered pastry. It was yums.