Wednesday, 13 September. Cooking class, including the shopping for ingredients.  It was a full class, full of many very interesting people.  I hung back.  Full course meal.  Lots of conversation in an echo chamber of a kitchen.  I couldn’t hear much.  But Yoriko loved it.

We took a long leisurely walk through too much of Barcelona to reach our second tour of the day, a flamenco dance show.  It was essentially what you’d expect.

In all we had a marvelous time in Barcelona.  It’s a beautiful city.