So here's the short of it: Every museum is TINY after the Louvre. I mean, I love Picasso and all, but his museum in paris seemed like it was about 2 rooms with 3 paintings each after cruising the Louvre for 5 hours.
I then wandered around Paris for...a while. I walked from Picasso to the Bastille circle and then over to the Arc d'Ican'tspellfrenchthingsTrioooomph again. Got better pics, saw a lot more of the city than in the rain before and really enjoyed the walk. I had Indian for dinner, again, and well, why? I just really like Indian food more than anything else...
The train was a little painful. 3 people in my room snored...hell, I may have too, but I don't think I slept enough in a row to get to snore-depth sleep. fuckers. Barcelona has been great though. That is, if you like reconstructive work on monuments. Cathedral? refurbishing. Crazy neo-baroque church? refurbishing. but I got to walk around a lot today, but a sweet puma eurojacket for southern europe (I felt like a d-bag walking around in a full jacket all evening). I've eaten my meals substantially later than usual and am now ready to head out on the town!
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