Purple

I spent the day avoiding sunburn, having promised to obey orders (to the letter) on account of it being Women's Day.

The Metro was hoaching with purple clad masses heading for a rally. The Guardia Civil hovered overhead in a helicopter, drooling at the prospect of resuming their... law enforcement duties. 

A walk up the hill to Castell de Montjuïch was our itinerary, leading to the inevitable beer and cava in the sun.

Equally inevitable was the hunt for a toilet 30 minutes later, which was the perfect excuse for more beer, another cava and some tapas in a nice wee pub at the foot of the hill.  

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