It was cold yesterday but not so cold I didn't contemplate walking down hill into the centre of the city. Note the word contemplate. After 2 hours of tea, toast, and John Irving in bed I felt ready. It took just over an hour and felt good.
Finding a place that serves Sunday brunch. We sat on stools at the bar and I had Eggs Benedict.
Getting lost on the way to the cinema and finding ourselves in the Parc de la Ciutadella, at the end I've never explored before. Clipped hedges, ponds, beautiful grand official-looking buildings.