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| Reed headed out to Barcelona a week ahead of us. So, the maniacs and I got to take the red-eye out a week later. After a stressful 2hour drive to the airport, we made in time to get settled in. Matts ended up shifting to an open seat across the aisle and chatted up his new friend (personal favorites-where are you heading? And, are you from here?"). Gray and C sprawled out across my lap and we made it to Paris and then onto Barcelona without a hitch. |
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| After dropping our bags in the hotel we headed down the Ramblas to Port Vell and to see their first glimpse of the Mediterranean. |
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| We HAD to stop for some crepes on the pier. |
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| The infamous lobster! |
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| Can't believe the maniacs are here. |
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| After a ramble through the Gothic district we engaged in the sport of pigeon chasing. |
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| G still favors stealth. |
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| C goes all in, all the time. |
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