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Today I collect my Anne from the airport. Due to flying separately, the flights were a day apart. This will make it easier for Anne as I know she doesn't fly well and will be ready to sleep quite a bit when she gets in. I started early and watched and listened to the hubbub below me in the square rise to the normality of the day, the locals going bout their normal business, the paper-man giving away his daily paper, the ...
... a projector screening blurred images on a wall. We were welcomed at our table by an attractive Brazilian girl who had lived in Barcelona for the past five years.
The menu was fantastic, starting with an amuse bouchée of watermelon gazpacho which was delicious and ice cold, which cooled them down after their frantic day.
Considering what happened in the shower this morning Battery Boy decided to shared an entree of Montseny green salad, ...
... people are friendly, and the language barrier (Catalan being the primary language in the region) is easy enough to overcome, as almost everyone speaks Spanish--one of the effects of the Oppressive Franco dictatorship--and more than a few speak English, due to the high volume of English speaking tourists that flood the region. To a foreigner, Catalan is a troublesome language, closer to Portuguese than Spanish, and nearly impossible ...
... somewhere to eat lunch. Being in the land of tapas, we took a little jaunt along some small streets off of Las Ramblas and found a cute little restaurant tucked away. The inside was essentially a corridor, leading to a tiny courtyard out back, where we picked a table in a sunny spot, and settled down. The courtyard was adorable; filled with plants and interesting statues, and even a small tiled pool with a couple of turtles! We ordered piles of food; cheeses, ...
... is good with the world.
Am I packed?
Adrenaline is simply marvellous. Leaving things until way too late means you just have to do them and they seem to get done with a lot less fuss... or thought. If I attempt to do things in plenty of time, it takes five times longer and is no better.
How hard can it be to pack for five days away, anyway?
Would it really matter if I wore the same clothes for all five days?
Obviously not; and ...