A Weekend in Spain...

Before I arrived in Barcelona, Albert told me firmly, "you are not going to be in Spain, you will be in Barcelona, which is in Catalonia. Maybe I'll take you to Spain for a weekend." True to his word, Albert arranged for us to visit his father, stepmother, and little brother in Alicante. You can see for yourself what a gorgeous place this is. Alicante is nestled on the edge of one of the bluest seas I have ever seen (heh, Mediterranean). We had a great time, seeing castles and fairytale mediterranean towns draping the hills during the days and visiting some funky bars at night.

Albert's stepmother, Ana and his brother Paul.

Way up there, you can see Albert's dad running up the stairs.

A Southern European Moment.

The lovely town of Altea, located just a little north of Alicante.

Just a great picture I think.