Hotel Brummell

Through a fierce and unforgiving rain, I went for a ten km morning run, thinking that exactly a year ago today I was in Barcelona with Sofi. Long planned, it was not so much a trip to another time as a journey outside time itself. The Mediterranean was still warm after a ruthless summer and the mild rain only made it feel warmer.  On Nou de la Rambla 174, we found a most lovely hotel called "Brummell" which even came with our own outdoor soaking tub on the terrace.

After Barcelona we continued up to Madrid and went looking for a hidden Hemingway bar. From there, I flew back alone with Swiss while Sofi stayed on for a few days longer and explored Castilla y León.