After having classic Monday troubles finding a new parking spot for the car, we went to Park Güell for a nice walk around the park. Of course we battled again, racing up the stairs. Just like the dance battle the other night at the hotel room. And the photo challenge I came up with. Well racing up with dance-battle-sore-thighs felt like the worst idea anyways.
Park Güell could be nice, but not in high tourist season. So we strolled down again, had some lunch, and then went down to the beach for a late swim and dinner. Back at the hotel at 9:30 pm and started another party that ended way too late.
These days were the best so far, with my crazy guys in BCN.