I know I’m on vacation, but a day at the pool is luxury I cannot pass up. So I grabbed some high-brow reading material (i.e. Grazia and Glamour), headed for the roof, and slung myself back in a sunlounger to work on my tan (ahem, burn).
After lunch it was time for a cold beer from the bar and a friendly match of dominoes.
Such an amazing trip this has been! Barcelona, I’m gonna miss you.