After a 10 hour flight to Frankfurt, it's just a 2 hour hop to Barcelona. We are staying at the Denit - a haven of simplicity, edgy decor and friendliness right in the heart of the old quarter. We were welcomed with a bottle of wine, plate of jambon and assoirted meats (they remembered we'd stayed there before). Immediately upon arrival, I put a ring thru Chuck's nose and dragged him down to the cloisters by the cathedral, past a shop that sells more than 1000 hats, over to Las Ramblas to the Boccaria market, up through the crowds to get into Gaudi's Casa Batilo (it's open until 9:00) then back down to the alleys of the Gotic for tapas, wine and sadad made with duck confit, berries and "fruits of the forest.". I have a photo of Chuck eating a rather large bowl of baby eels (rather like a pile of short spaghetti). Off to see the Picasso Museum and find a comics store today.
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After classes, a thunderstorm began to threaten a leisurely pre-dinner piazza gathering so Chuck and I headed off (code word for "willi... -
His dorm? Or maybe it's a hotel. This is way before the era of The Container Store.
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