España - Post 1

So for our 13/13 Anniversary, we flew over the little pond to Spain, to spend a week in Barcelona. I really didn't know what to expect, other than good food and drink, as Barcelona is known for being a foodie's dream come true.

Here we are, on deck for 14 hours of traveling.

Flight #1 brought us to O'hare, where I had time to find some mediocre, yet real pizza and a couple chocolate glazed donuts from Dunkin, foodstuff I can normally not have in Reno.

8.5 hours.

Yum....not so much.

"I think anybody who falls in love is a freak. It's a crazy thing to do. It's kind of like a form of socially acceptable insanity."

30,000 miles up in the crapper.

Finally, mainland EU.

Barcelona streets...

The first food we had, squid rings and croquettes, both items were on just about every Tapas menu.

This little place was right next to our apartment. And it was fully of strange rangers.

Everywhere you looked, old and amazing.

After 14 hours of travel, we landed in Barcelona around 10:30am, tired. We had to try and stay awake for a while.

We wandered.

And checked into our apartment.

Nice and tidy, and WAY cheaper than a hotel.

Bafroom.

Kinder Surprise.

Out the window.

Weird accidental self portrait.

The apartment building had a little deck on the roof which was cool.

70 steps to get to our room, 70 narrow, tight, short steps.

In a last ditch effort to stay awake for a few more hours, we ended up at the small but very nice Barcelona Aquarium. A pair of Chambered Nautilus chillin'. These are among my favorite mollusks.

After the aquarium, where we were both feeling dizzy, we decided to call it. We made it until about 8:30pm, and crashed.

Day 2 coming up!