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Football and tapas at Quim and Hanne's house in Barcelona.
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| This train station was so quaint.
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| | Hanne and I drinking Marques de Caceras, my favorite cheap-ish wine, which turns out to be a common table wine in Spain. Glug, glug.
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Quim in front of the tapas bar in the old part of Barcelona where we stuffed ourselves. I could never make it to the 11:00 p.m. dining hour, so we had to resort to tapas at bars.
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| The buildings along the Ramblas in Barcelona are pretty.
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| The mucho fabulous market in Barcelona. I honed in on a small African food shop inside.
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I WANT TO LIVE ON A LITTLE BOAT! Must learn to sail.
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| Some of the Euro grandeur around Barcelona.
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| Old men gathered in clumps to play poker near this monument. I was too shy to take their picture.
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A really big shirt at the entrance to the Textile Museum.
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| Rich, dark chocolate was everywhere. Brunells is a very old chocolatier in the old part of Barcelona. Mmm.
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| The Familia de (something I forgot), a huge Gaudi-designed cathedral in Barcelona.
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| Barcelona is all about Gaudi architecture. I didn't really respond to it, though.
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