We got to Barcelona with little problem and made our way to Itaca Hostel. At the train station, they told me that I could take care of my visa stamp at a police station, so we asked the woman at the reception and stopped by the local station. They sent us to a station on “Guadalajara”, but we didn’t know where that was and couldn’t find it on the map, so we shopped around and put it off. When the lock-out ended, we returned to the hostel. Caroline napped a bit, while I used the wi-fi to check out the police station/visa situation. After vast amounts of searching, I found the address. We made a plan to stop by after seeing la Sagrada Familia the next day. Caroline decided to nap a little more, so I went and wandered along La Rambla (and got, inevitably, lost). Then we went to dinner at a little café. Caroline got the menu del dia – fish soup and a fried fish. I got the Spanish tortilla – an omelet with potato chunks. It was all VERY salty, but pretty good.
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