Your night, stop by stop
Bar Calders
We grab a sunny table and order vermut with olives and chips. The Sant Antoni kind of afternoon where nobody is rushing.
Down to the water
We wander from Sant Antoni toward the sea, cutting through the quieter Raval streets until we hit the harbor.
Bombas at Barceloneta
We split a plate of bombas and a couple of cañas at one of the old tile-fronted bars near the beach.