We said a farewell to tHe boat this morning, boarded a comfortable bus and headed to Spain. Our lunch spot was a beautiful old town with a P word that I can not recall but Ken and I ate a wonderful, very French lunch sitting outside on a lane that was about eight feet wide. As a bonus, we sat a block away fro a group of musicians entertaining the crowds. It was all very European and delightful. The bus ride through the Pyrenees was lovely. One aspect of the trip was odd in that in the P. Town, we switched to Spanish buses which seemed odd.
Now we are living in a big beautiful hotel in Barcelona, overlooking the mountains and the Meditaranian Sea and within walking distance of down town. In other words, we are perfectly situated with just roam around the big city. Soon, we will wander around and eat some tapas. The old ramparts are still to be seen from our hotel but most of Barcelona is new and modern and vibrant. The Catalonians are very energetic people and we will a different speed here from our sleepy French towns of the past week. Now we will expo lore.
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