Craft and travel journal time (and lunch) at Els Tres Tombs. When I was in Barcelona as a just-out-of-college single man I never knew how much people here, including gruff and grizzled waiters, love children and babies. They light up! https://t.co/D77X8PbnP7
Most of the left half of the photograph is older than my country. Most of the right is older than my grandparents. #onepointperspective#vanishing point https://t.co/mSw6MVccAA
An important first for these two—the cafe amb llet, staple of the Catalan morning (and likely several other times of day). Tomorrow they’re going out on their own for breakfast. https://t.co/JyoNl8yc6J
When I lived here after college it was just me and I barely noticed the playgrounds. Walking through the city with my kids, the pace and rhythm is so much different. https://t.co/o1Kb3Os7vQ
On our way to Barcelona! We packed as light as we could, with a lot of careful planning. We still got here with two (2) copies of Alice Schertle and Jill McElMurray’s “Little Blue Truck.” https://t.co/gcPFOtm6EN