August 29, 2012
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(written on 7 May 2013)
After having spent some time last night contemplating cancelling my Barcelona trip because I thought Daniel had behaved quite erratically last night and I wasn't sure if I could trust him with the apartment anymore... I decided early in the morning that I needed to have faith that all would be fine. It's not just that I have enough confidence still that he will be responsible with my studio, it's also that I'd been looking forward to Barcelona so much that I just wasn't prepared to give it up so easily.
So at the end of the last day in the office this week, I packed my back and headed to the airport. It was fairly cold in Amsterdam, at least for the time of the year, but a smooth flight to Barcelona later and I was greeted by Mediterranean heat at the airport. I took a bus to the city centre and from Plaça de Catalunya I walked the handful of blocks north west to my hotel, which is my usual hotel for when I stay in this city, Que Tal, on the corner of Bruc and Mallorca. I could walk there blindfolded. I checked in and noticed that they had made some major changes to the interior on the ground floor such as moving the reception desk to what used to be lounge area. Never mind! It's great to be back in Barcelona, to feel real summer heat and to get shown the room where I have stayed so many times in the past. Wonderful! Relieved I put down my luggage and lied down on the bed - sweaty face and all - and took the above picture.
On the flight to Barcelona I tried to watch Madonna's film W.E. about the life of King Edward VIII and Wallis Simpson. Not only did that film turn out to be an absolute monstrosity full of historical inaccuracies and an illogical, overly complicated and dull double story line... I also couldn't hear much of it through my ancient headphones. That will be a mission for my Barcelona trip then! Find new headphones! That... and the beach. And nothing else.
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