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Plaza España, site of Bryan's conference - IMG_0037
another excellent tapas dinner, at Tapas 24, where the menu is relentlessly in Catalan - IMG_0044
Leslie at the randomly-selected and quite tasty LaLola - IMG_0045
The boquerones were particularly good (more little fried whole fish). - IMG_0046
Bryan enjoys a final mediocre American breakfast circa 5am at SFO. - IMG_0046
Bryan and Jeff catch some sights during their jog. - IMG_0047
architecture! - IMG_0048
Bryan sucks up some power before boarding the 9-hour flight to Barcelona. - IMG_0048
jamon iberico bellota puro - IMG_0049
more hotel window views - IMG_0049
a better shot of ham-man - IMG_0052
Max was happy to receive his direct-from-America puffy O snacks. - IMG_0052
Leslie, a narrow street, a glimpsed church - IMG_0055
Sophie and Max - IMG_0055
a very popular playground at night - IMG_0056
Jeff and Bryan - IMG_0056
Leslie at a pinxtos bar - IMG_0057
We became very attuned to the location of playgrounds. - IMG_0057
Navigating San Sebastian in the evenings requires some liquid courage. - IMG_0059
Another component of our hotel room view: the roof of a school where the children participated in the Spanish equivalent of PE. - IMG_0060
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afternoon snack - IMG_0063
beach - IMG_0064
We made good use of Barcelona's excellent metro system. - IMG_0064
After getting only minorly-lost, we make it to our phenomenal hotel, a renovated ironworks from the 17th century. - IMG_0065
Leslie and Max enjoy some gin cocktails before dinner. - IMG_0065
the real wine cellars - IMG_0066
including the inevitably naughty ones - IMG_0067
another playground! this one wine-grape themed - IMG_0071
Always iconoclasts, we ended up in a beer bar for dinner during our night in wine country. In fairness, it had been practically impossible to find decent beer thus far. Plus, Leslie was in the throws of a cold and needed some heathful Franziskaner to heal properly.