Barcelona, Spain

Had a fun time last week in Barcelona, all the way up to the severe food poisoning on our last day, so I missed the Picasso Museum and Parc Guell, so something to look forward to next visit.  It was cold and drizzly.  Most of the people were really friendly, except for several of the cab drivers and restaurateurs of more tourist-driven places.  I also met the NICEST cab driver who took me from the airport to the hotel, Condes de Barcelona.  He spoke very little English, but I spoke enough Castilian to carry a very entertaining conversation with him, and he didn't think my accent sucked.  Haha.  I adored walking all around gawking at the marvelous architecture everywhere.