sometimes I feel like I'm in Barcelona
July 15th 2011 Heathrow was better to be leaving than arriving. We picked up some duty free grog – Klaire had been converted to Pimms while in London, and I was running low on Havana Club.
The flight was one of the shortest we'd had, then we landed in Barcelona. We had to wait a couple of hours for the next group of older travellers. My parents had their turn at travelling with us, now it was time for Kla
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