Well, it wasn’t Barcelona’s fault that the trip was a bust. Let’s just say that work encroached into the holiday weekend and resulted in a recall of all things Spanish. Yep, 36 hours after arriving in the big “B”, we were headed home.
Even Zoro could not save the weekend.
All kidding aside, the one bright shining moment was seeing Becky and Jim, friends from Texas, who were in Barcelona at the same time. Bread was indeed broken.
No worries…we’ll make it back…adios for now….
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