The past two days in Barcelona were uneventful because the hotel ws at the edge of the city, in the office building zone. Yesterday morning the tour group did a bus tour of the city. In the beginning of this century Barcelona had an architect named Gaudi, who made interesting buildings: colorful, rounded, like something out of Willy Wonka's factory. He also designed a cathedral whose construction is still in progress, an enormous drip castle with one facade of cubist sculpture. Barcelona is also a green city, with plants coming down from the balconies and trees lining the streets. So when the city was done up for the recent Olympics it received more modern art and trees, and unfortunately inflated prices that still remain.

After the bus tour Pop-Pop and I took a walk around the nearby area. Most of the rest of our time in Barcelona was spent writing postcards, finishing the soap carving, playing the piano (this hotel finally has one!), or sleeping. I have caught either an ear infection, a throat infection, or both, and am tired a lot. We'll get antibiotics in Nice. I've built up enough of a tolerance for pain it disturbs Pop-Pop more than me.