The trip ended today with a brutally long, cramped train ride back to Barcelona (Laura´s height, combined with her placement in the train car, gave her a view (and smell) of various European armpits for the 100-minute trip.
Once back in the city. however, things improved. We found two of the few stores that are actually open on Sunday -- the gift shop at Gaudi´s La Pedrera and the FC Barcelona megastore at the Estadi Camp Nou. Naturally, I had secured tickets for the Barcelona-Valencia match, and the much maligned hosts bounced back from Wednesday´s season-crushing loss to Manchester United by beating Valencia 6-0. Can´t complain about that.
We went from the Camp Nou to the Plaça d´Espanya just in time to catch the Font Magica, a fountain replete with a light and music show that was one of the money shots of the 1992 Olympics coverage. Very cool.
The night -- and the trip -- concluded with a sandwich and some sangria at Schilling, a bar in the Barri Gotic. Now it´s off to bed and soon, off to the airport. However, once we´re home, more pictures will follow, appeasing the few of you (if any) who have stuck with us all week.
Adeu i bon viatge,
Tim and Laura
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