ATL. Planes. My first veiw of Barcelona when I stepped off the plane at 8am. Jet lag! Boats at the port. Wine, my feet, and the winding stairs that lead up to our apartment. There were a lot of strange and wonderful art things scattered in back alleys all over the city. This is one of them. Left: This is a building right outside the Dali museum. Right: Just a place we ate some breakfast This is the Dali portrait of Mae West. You had to climb a staircase to get to a huge magnifiying glass through which you could take a picture such as this. This is a wall. And I love it, but not many others feel the same. Whatever. Some Barcelona sky, from the rooftop of our apartment. Another view from the rooftop And another one, at night. The airport, as we departed. Last veiw of Barcelona.