On the Way to Barcelona

The alarms worked and off went for the 7am train. On it were high schoolers giant to St Gervais. It was fun observing the kids studying and talking. Funny they all looked like Byron’s friends. We took 4 trains that day with a 3 hour stop in Montpellier in the south of France. This was such a different environment. Warm, sunny, dry, palm trees. Much like San Diego county. Luna and I walked around looking for some dinner for the next train ride. We found a kebab place with falafel. It was like a Che Guevara shrine. She had two really great posters in the front of the restaurant and a giant tapestry fabric in the back area. Luna was excited and had to tell Liam all about it in full detail. We got our falafel and left her saying Viva Che! Che is a hero in France.

We took a 5 hour ride to Barcelona and arrived at 9:45pm. We took a taxi to the apartment where we would spend a month. The woman with whom I had been corresponding for several months (owners’ daughter) welcomed us warmly. We slept well.



Pics: 3 from Chamonix, 4th Byron petting a small dog on the train to Motpellier. He loathes small dogs except this one!