
Donna stayed 2 days at home and then we both took a bus to Barcelona, where we would join Tim, Jamie and Nicole, another hang glider who worked in the Monte Cucco competition as a driver and who had been invited by Jamie in the last minute. Donna and me were going to my sister's Silvia and the rest managed to get a room in a hotel in Barcelona. We all had made reservations for the flight to Palma de Mallorca months ago.

The bus trip was not very interesting, the monotony was only interrupted by the old bull shaped Osborne ads and the Greenwich meridian signpost (curiously, in all the trips I've ever made to Barcelona I've never seen a traveler who appearently noticed the pass of the meridian). Once we arrive to Barcelona, we spent some time in the rumbles (a sort of avenues famous because of being very noisy), drinking gallons of horchata until we received messages from Tim and Jamie, communicating their respective arrival plans: Tim came by train from France and Jamie and Nicole came from Italy. We met them besides the Sagrada Familia cathedral at noon.

I won't describe the encounter because I sincerely cannot. More than one year had passed since the last time we were together although we kept the contact via email, chat and our respective blogs. All those months brought us many events that surely changed our lives and our minds but, for me, it was like no time had passed at all. They suddenly came back to my life, and I could think our farewell in Zadar occurred the day before. In the year between those moments I thought many times about how this meeting would be and, when the moment came, I could only say a simple "Hi, you look pretty nice".

We spent the afternoon visiting the Sagrada Familia (by the way, Jamie didn't like it at all as she said in her blog) and, at sunset, Donna and me went to Silvia's. She was waiting for us whith her family and they received us very warm. At midnight we enjoyed a fantastic bath in their new swimming pool. My sister is building a nice palace step by step.
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Wait just a minute!!! I never said I didn't like La Sagrada Familia! I said it was spectacular and hideously ugly. But, that doesn't mean I didn't love every single brick!! ;-)
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