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Back home I would get Asian food at least twice a week, probably way more. I'd order Thai food from down the block or I'd grab a quick Whole Foods sushi or I'd get Chinese food for lunch or I'd make myself a stir fry. My diet was thoroughly based on chunks of meat with noodles or rice. After four months of eating way too many doner kebaps, I've been ready for a culinary change. So bring it Asia. Bring. It. ...

In Europe I always felt like I had trouble finding a place a to eat, that no one took a single diner like me seriously. In Turkey, I had the opposite problem. I couldn't walk by a restaurant without someone handing me a menu and trying to get me to come inside. I ate in Turkey. I ate a lot. I ate an amazing meal at at Haci Abdullah restaurant, doner kebap on the street (surrounded by cats), stuffed eggplants, traditional Turkish breakfasts, and even some Turkish delight on a moonlit night...

In all honesty, I did a pretty pathetic job of eating in Barcelona. But I ended up making a lot of salads in the kitchen of my AirBnB because, after two months of almost exclusively eating out while on the road, it was just nice to have some nice crisp light vegetables. (That kitchen was also a nice place to learn to make Tortilla de Patatas from my hosts.) And I stopped into the close, and familiar, McDonald's one too many times. And I was just tired of trying to figure out where to eat and try to get a...

Our next two days in Valencia pretty much revolved around shopping and food. We headed to a couple of markets and went all around town trying to find clothes and gear that might withstand getting pummeled by tomatoes (really, our biggest/only reason for meeting up in Valencia was to go to La Tomatina, the world's biggest tomato fight). And we ate a lot of food. Totally un-Spanish food...