Sigh. Last year I was in Spain at this time. My stomach hurts at the moment and I'm cranky. I don't feel like writing at the moment so instead I'm reading.
Here's a link to my entry about my first day in Barcelona:
It took a week to write, apparently.
And that time we visited the Casa Battlo:
And I popped my pimentos de padron cherry.
And the vomiting mountain kitty
And the final reposted highlight:
The first day I fell in love with Madrid
I have a long, big day tomorrow. I'm sure I'll have something write about. Maybe.