Basic everyday Spanish does not answer questions about meat being raw or not.

Barcelona is amazing! The tapas are delicious, and the waiters are amazing. Mine yesterday was swapping Spanish for English words with me. And then later when I was turning down dessert to the other waiter, walked up behind him and said, "I am all the dessert she need." in a low sexy voice before we both burst out laughing. It was an great experience.
Today I woke up to the supposed rainy day to see blue blue skies. I can deal with that kind of rain. I decided to just wander around and see what I can see. The buildings are all works of art, so it's not like you're lacking things to look at along the way.
I went to La Rambla first, and there discovered their big market La Boqueria. A full square block full of booths of color organized fruits, vegetables, juices, meats, cheeses, and seafood. You can buy mangoes bigger than your two fists put together. They are massive! I bought some coconut mango juice, which was delicious and then went looking for my lunch. At the one bread shop there I bought a sandwich, and a loaf of the most delicious looking grain bread, with oats on top of it for dinner. Then decided I would need some meat to go with it. While the bread lady had laughed at what I thought was asking her the price (makes me wonder what I actually said, if anything) and asked what I wanted in English, the meat guy spoke no English at all. But I could smell the deliciousness and was practically drooling on his counter, so he tried to help me anyway. I believe the conversation went like this (with translations, or at least what I think was said...):

I gestured to the hanging meat stick above me which
looked possibly cured, smells delicious, and is enough
to be a small meal in itself . Being quasi-homeless
meaning I have no way to cook raw meat.
"Yo como bein?" (I eat good?)
I pantomimed picking it up and taking a bite off the end.
He nods his head.
"ajfhadjkjfh, bien, dsfhshf" (random words, good, random words)
I look like I'm considering his statement.
Really I'm trying to decide how to phrase my next question.
"No necessito cocinar?" ( I don't need to cook?)
"sklfdjlskdohgwehjfaslkdfjsdklfjs" (random words)
I think for all of three seconds.
"Si! Bien! Yo tengo!" (Yes! Good! I have!)
He takes the meat down.
"2 Euros" (Two Euros)
I hand him the money, pretending like I didn't only
understand the cost because it was tagged on my
meat stick, and walk away happy.

All in all it was a very successful encounter I think. And it was a delicious dinner. I guess I'll find out later if we actually communicated the right thing to each other, when I'm either sick or not. Ah well. At least it was fun. And everything was so delicious! I think I'll get a mango for lunch tomorrow.
After that encounter, I continued down La Rambla, to La Rambla de Mer, which is the road continued on a boardwalk into the sea. It was gorgeous there! I followed the shore down until I eventually came to the beaches. There I looked towards Florence, which is right across the way (ignoring the giant island of Corsica in between) and a little north and waved to Dom. I have a feeling he did not wave back. However, just the fact that it was warm enough to lie out on the beach, and that there was a beach available at all, were rather thrilling. I hung out there for a bit, but I was slightly overdressed, so I eventually continued on.
Found a park by the zoo with an amazing fountain you can climb to the top of. While I was near the top, I realized there was actually a homeless man living in the greenery, slightly beneath the upper platform, and hidden by the fountain itself. Really one of the smarter places I've seen them, though it did put me off the fountain a bit, which up until them was simply amazing.
Then I found the mammoth statue across the way. Heather, it rivals the Portland Elephants. Except it isn't all artsy carved, just realistic. Still cool, as I trotted over to it to take pictures like the awesome tourist I am.
On my way back towards the hostel (cause I was really thirsty), I discovered the Musee de Xocolat. Who doesn't love a town with a chocolate museum! (The boys from LA and New Mexico with the beds next to mine told me there is apparently one somewhere in Germany too, that's really good. Also they said you can go to the gummy bear super store that is as big as a mall with nothing but gummy bears in Bonne(sp?) Germany. Bet theirs aren't stale!) I think I will be breaking my thought of not going to any museums here because there is so much to see outside of them.
Eventually though, I made it back to the hostel, for my delicious dinner and a low key evening. Quite a successful first day I do believe!