Welcome to the chronicle of my hair, Heather's Hair.

I have a friend at HP who's name is Amaya. Sometimes it is spelled Amaia. Anyhow, when I saw this bar I realized that our little Amaya is actually an incredibly wealthy bar heiress that works for HP out of the kindness of her heart and sympathy for us commoners.

This was the arch on the underside of a walkway near the church in the center of town. Could that possibly be more vague? Patrick liked it so he took a picture of it.

I thought this was pretty keen. A cafeteria (cafe) that sells beer and coffee. This isn't your sober up before going home to the little woman coffee either. It is real Spanish coffee. The sobering up part is just an added bonus, if you're interested.

This is the big church in the center of town I was referring to above. I was even there on Good Friday! Strike off one day in purgatory for me!

No European town is complete without a Dunkin' Donuts. Remember there was one in Rome too. I just love American capitalism sometimes.

This is my artsy-fartsy picture of the elevator in our hotel. The ceiling seemd very Nancy Sinatra. We put the camera on the floor with the timer and tried to look sophisticated. Fortunately you can't see our sophisticated look.

This is the interior courtyard of the Gaudi building La Padrera. It was really cool looking on the outside and in the attic (where his workshop use to be). The apartment sucked. Very boring. I'd live here for sure though.

Same interior shot but a close up of the stairwell. I believe I read the elevators were in place when the building was built, but the stairs are much cooler to take.

Look it's the stairwell again.

Another interior shot. Balcony's on the inside are so cool. Of course you can't bar-b-que on them but it is so much more interesting than just a window.

The interior from farther back. I told you Patrick fixates.

Patrick wanted to show you the detail of the iron work and columns. You must admit Gaudi went in for every little detail. All we get in the US these days are glass and metal monoliths. How come no one ever spends the time on the details anymore? Cost I assume.

And finally a shot of the outside. So, too many of these ornate type buildings would just be too much. But one every other block or so would be great. They add flair and curve to the flatness of buildings. This among the beautiful gargoyle covered buildings of Paris would be neat.

We are not sure how this shot got taken but we thought it was interesting. Here we have a bunch of people on the relatively clean Barcelona Metro system. They were easy to take once you learned them. I love using local mass transit. You get lots of exercise and see how people live. The friends we were with got sort of sick of it.

Here is Rita in front of Cafe Schilling in Barcelona. There is a Cafe Schilling in Boeblingen and for whatever reason wanted a picture of herself in front of this one too.

We took this picture for our friend Steven Patrick. Actually his name is Alexander but we call him Steven Patrick because he really wants to be Morrissey and does a good job of it most days. And you think I wear a lot of black. This is SP's dream car.

And here we have the Spanish walk sign. This is one of my many cultural comparison projects. You can see Paris and Budapest too. This guy seems pretty relaxed and has rather long arms.