The next morning, we just wandered.  First down La Rambla and then onto Passeig de Colom.  Nicholas wanted to find the street that he used to rollerblade on to a beach.  Instead we found “Gambrinus,” a ridiculous looking statue of a lobster that Pokin loved for no good reason.

We didn’t have a lot of time, so before we could find that beach it was time to turn around.  We went through Barri Gòtic. The streets were cool.  Of course we found graffiti.  And cool old buildings.  And fat pigeons.  Those fat pigeons just sat in the alcoves on the wall like bosses.  I was almost tempted to fly up and smack them with my paws but they are way too dirty to go near.

And then we were onwards to Madrid.  I bearly feel like I got experience Bearcelona.  I guess I’ll just have to come back.

From Barcelona, it’s about a 3 h train ride on the AVE train to Madrid.  We left from the Sants station.  It wasn’t very busy, so I was able to snag my own seat.

Ride was smooth, and then we were in Madrid.

Where it was raining.  It turned out to be a good thing because it meant the main tourist spots weren’t too crowded.  So we went to Mercado San Miguel in Centro and walked our way to Plaza de Cibeles before heading to bed.  Have to be well rested after all.  Tomorrow it’s Rocket League Championships!!