Barcelona Day 8 - That's All, Folks!

Sorry to skip Day 7, but there wasn't much going on. We went to the Picasso Museum, where the wait in line was 40 minutes. Would have been much less, but for some reason they opted to go with just one cashier regardless of the length of the line. Conquista!

Picasso's art is weird. There was an entire wall of line drawings of horses dying, for example. Then there was his ceramic phase, where his plates looked like the stuff kids make at those ceramic parties. We had hoped to take a bus tour of Barca after, but we were too late. Conquista!

Day 8 was spent packing, then we took a final trip into town for lunch and some final souvenir shopping. We found a little cafe in a street off the Ramblas, where Jorge and Ally both had the Spanish take on pizza; Ally's was topped with sliced hotdog wieners, Jorge's with Canadian bacon and a fried egg. I had one of the best green salads of the trip, with a ham sandwich.

Churro heaven

Dipped in chocolate

The topper was dessert - churros dipped in warm chocolate. Ally and Jorge had been waiting for this, and it didn't disappoint.



After, it was back to our nice apartment for the final time. As we were near the Plaza Catalunya, it got quite windy...almost like a little cyclone. Ally was very glad of her last minute decision to change from that short skirt to jeans otherwise that skirt would have been up around her head!  We saw our bus up ahead and made a mad dash for it.

Front door to our building

We decided to take a cab to the airport, rather than giving the asshole thieves another shot at our stuff by going downtown to catch the Aerobus. Learned a valuable lesson that regardless of how easy the transit connection seems, it's better to spend the money for a cab from the airport to your destination to keep your belongings safe. In this case, a 25 Euro cab fare would have saved us the easily $3000 (if not more) it's going to cost to replace our stolen goods...not to mention the inconvenience and the just plain being pissed off about it.

We get into London late tonight, and our flight home leaves at 10 in the morning. Been a trip, for sure!