Upon arrival in Barcelona, we knew we were somewhere we would definitely like. At 10:00 PM it was a bustling, colorful, loud place. It seemed like everyone was out walking around. We quickly found a Tapas restaurant to start our epicurean tour of Spain. Mark liked the idea of being able to see what he was going to eat. The whole choosing things to eat off a non English menu had him on a very limited diet. He found what appeared to be “little smokies” sausages and promptly ate 3 servings. They were even better than at home. The rest of us stretched our palates a bit more, though John avoided cuttle fish. PIC/SKC