Up with the larks

Day two.

In the queue at the Picasso museum by 8.30 this morning, any later and it's snaking half a mile round the corner and the wait is painful. It was well worth the early start though, and B loved it.

Spent the rest if the day wandering all over, up the chaotic Ramblas (where strangely there is a Martin Parr exhibition on) and back down through the alleys and squares of Barri Gotic, down to the harbour and back to El Born for tapas in the evening.

Absolutely thrilled and exhausted by the whole day, bed at nearly midnight.....