We dragged Aidan out of bed at 8am and made him march to the churros shop. He liked it once we got there.
While enjoying our churros on a bench, Laurie got a message from our old friend Sue. Sue stayed with us a long time ago ... 2001(?). We have all aged a bit. Aidan was 3 years from being born and his brothers were a newborn and a toddler. We had a brief meet up at Catalunya Square before heading to El Sagrada Familia.
El Sagrada Familia is different. I saw it in 1977 and it looked nothing like it does now. I looked up some archive photos from that period and it was less than 50% of the massive structure it is now. It is different but I like it. I think.
Next it was back to the hotel to check out. We consolidated all of our bag into the duffle and it was heavy. To get Aidan his steps we left the bags at the hotel and did another quick walk around the Gothic Quarter. We were all running out of energy and headed back to get the bags.
From the hotel we headed toward the Trek bike shop looking for a place for lunch. We found a place that was good but probably would have been better if we didn't get the first order of the day out of the kitchen.
Next up the bikes. They were all ready to go and we asked the store if they could call us a taxi big enough for the two bikes and the three of us. It was a tight fit and the driver probably would have given up if not for a woman getting off her bike at the store who jumped in helping stuff the boxes into the taxi, saying "It will fit!". I think that's what she was saying. Might have been "Get these damn tourists out of my city".
After that it was pretty uneventful. We just have to wake up in a few short hours to catch a 6am flight.
