Finally, thanks to my friend Dan, I found some souvenirs I actually want to take home! And they aren't t-shirts with dirty jokes! They come from a cute ceramics shop down in the Barri Gotic, and my only real dilemma is how I can manage to buy another ton of the stuff and get it back to Atlanta. Luckily, Nicky (who packed light on the way here) can be my pack mule. The ten pounds of ceramics I've bought so far are likely to kill my luggage weight limits, but I can likely jettison useless things, like shoes.
I found a replica of Sagrada Familia as requested by my friend Becky, and Cassie even found a gift or two for some of her friends. We had a great day shopping while Greg worked, and the overcast skies guaranteed that we wouldn't get too stanky in the process. It's definitely getting hotter than I like here, but still nowhere near as bad as Atlanta, where summer misery has started in earnest.
Nicky and I went to the park a couple of blocks from our house, and fed the big goldfish. There is something about feeding bread crumbs to fish that I have always loved...though my OCD and my liberalism both kick in and I try to make sure every fish gets some food. Nicky and I worked hard to get as many fish interested in our food as possible, luring them from all over this huge pond...because he was trying to get the fish to create a bait-ball, revealing that he has clearly seen one too many NatGeo specials. No, Nick, the goldfish in a four-foot-deep pond do not make bait-balls.
We were going to go on a walk with one of the professors who knows a lot about Barcelona, but he has a bad cough, which he is apparently treating by doubling whatever cough medicine dose has been prescribed by the docs here. I'm hoping we don't have to take him to a detox center. We did manage to go out for Barcelona's version of crepes tonight, and we decided they are better than Paris's version.
As we munched on our crepes, a big group of interns from UT-Austin came in. They are all from the same university, but interning in different places according to whatever their academic speciality is. There were a lot of these kids, so the woman sitting next to us looked over and said, "I theenk ees time for me to go. Adios."
Barcelona seems a popular place for summer interns. I'm not sure who hires the kids, but what a great experience for them. One of the kids we met tonight is looking at Georgia Tech for grad school in MechE, so it was fun to chat.
Tomorrow Greg has to work again, which is really irritating, because it means I cannot accuse him of being on a boondoggle.
Tomorrow I might hunt up the espadrille shop that Janet recommended, en route to taking the kids to Montjuic. Rock on!
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