June 17 in Spain

PToday was my first day in Spain with Baba, my grandmother. After about 10 hours of travel, we arrived at our hotel in Barcelona. I had slept uncomfortably and for a small amount of time on the plane, and was exhausted and fell asleep within minutes of entering our room.

After a five hour nap, I awoke in a much less tired. Baba and I walked to a nearby market and guessed the meaning of the Catalan signs around the market. There were some unusual items for sale, as you can see in the pictures above. As well as the meat in the above pictures, there were vendors that sold a variety of different eggs ranging in size from quail eggs to ostrich eggs and a vendor selling many varieties of fish. We ordered rabbit, snails, and mushrooms for dinner, but none of it was amazing. Baba and I split the tiniest flan ever, but enjoyed it none the less. Do to the lack of size on the flan's part, on the way back to our hotel we got a little bit if ice cream. They had the strangest flavor I have ever seen:

~max