Finally found!

The cross-the-big-puddle branch of the family finally showed up. It was through detective work and intuition that we were able to figure out which airplane they would be on, given that the rather cryptic message from Grandma was, "arriving Friday around 2". There are approximately 10 flights every hour from London to Barcelona, but we managed to find them!

Five weary travellers, having spent an action-packed week in London, were waiting for us in the airport terminal just after 2 pm. That will teach them to let people know which plane they are taking! Friday evening was spent at the best eatery in town - the chef is fantastic and the view from the terrace is awesomely romantic.

It's known as Chez BBF Family and the head chef is Pablo himself. Michelin four stars were given by the gourmets from Tennessee and NC.

Because Keith only had a few days to spend in Barcelona, they took advantage of Saturday to take the Barcelona bus tour. They braved the extremely hot Spanish weather (over 90º F) to see the city known as the 'Count's City' (Ciudat del Condat'). Saturday night, Pablo & I took them to see an authentic 'tablao'. That's the typical southern Spanish dinner and dance, largely influenced by a mix of Arabic (from the 7th century) and gypsy music (from Rumania who migrated to Spain in the middle ages). Everyone enjoyed it and Brock, being the blooming musician in the family, said he would like to try to integrate the Spanish guitar into his next recordings. Sunday morning, everyone got ready to head East - Eastern Europe that is.

Melinda had two project meetings back-to-back in the Czech Republic and then Poland. Having successfully managed tourism in the UK and in Spain, this adventuresome group of 7 was ready to try their luck in the ex-Communist block of Europe. Off we headed into the unknown ...

NB: Pictures will be included when we have them downloaded. Thanks for your patience!