August 22, 2010
The last full day in Barcelona, and the actual day for A's birthday. His birthday technically took place early in the morning of the 22nd, but at this point I had been asleep for about an hour.
The actual birthday was celebrated with cake, a photo book for him, and then a trip to Barcelonetta for paella (two kinds, one was black with squid's ink, the other was traditional with shrimp and mussels etc.) We´re doing a lot of eating in Barcelona, no? I learned during this meal that he had once been a VJ on television in India when he was a teenager. Well how about that!
We walked along the beach (topless women and completely naked old men everywhere to be seen) to the W Hotel , where everybody passed out for about 15 minutes on sofas, exhausted from the sun, and heavy with food. This was followed by a cabride to a circular hotel rooftop with a view of the city.
Said goodbye to A and E, thanked them for a great weekend, took another nap, woke up for some more tapas, and prepared for a very, very early morning to catch a train to San Sebastian.
Joni Mitchell -- Carey
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