Slept until eight and had my final breakfast buffet. Got into a minor snit with the checkout clerk who surprised me with a $100 bill to account for the Catalonia tax which was not quoted in the pre-paid package I bought. This was tempered by a nice chat with the cab driver to the airport. The flight to Toronto was uneventful. Brother JBPowers gave me another surprise when his email on landing noted that he had vacated Chicago for Wisconsin and that a hotel might be a more advisable option than rooting out the spare key to his house. So I scrambled for about an hour on a very dodgy internet connection at the airport to secure lodging near O'Hare for late this evening. Waiting now in the Toronto Airport's iPad farm with the same marble table tops and snail-like service (both internet and for restaurant food).
Finished Hughes book on Barcelona on the flight. It really was outstanding, and I think I got a good look at most of the sights he highlighted. Barcelona is quite a unique place, and still looks to itself as much as anywhere. Its history is complicated, and Gaudi seems to be its king.
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