When I was here there was this great little shop off the beaten path where we´d go for Tortilla de Patata sandwiches. I wanted to go there this morning, but I couldn´t remember where it was nor what it was called. Thanks to barca1 on CougarBoard and Miguel Sala, the father of the family I´m staying with, I know now know where it is (behind the Telefonica building) and what it´s called (El Calomar Brava). Sadly, I´m not going back into the city until tomorrow afternoon, when I catch my train back to Barcelona. Oh well!

This morning I rode into the city with Miguel -- he was on his way to work -- and then spent a few hours walking around downtown Zaragoza. So many memories flooded into my head. I took pictures that I´m sure I´ve taken before of things I´m sure I´ve seen before, and I loved every nostalgic minute of it. I also did something I never did when I was here as a missionary: I rode the elevator up one of the towers of the Pilar and saw the whole city. VERY cool.

I took a bunch of pictures today, but I can´t get them off of my camera until tomorrow when I´m in Vilafranca. I´ll make sure to post some when I get them.

Labels: Barcelona, Zaragoza