Power past

One of our first views of Barcelona was these mighty chimneys, part of a disused power station. Maybe not the most scenic part of the city, but pretty imposing.

We wouldn't have seen them from the window of a taxi if our plane hadn't been delayed for an hour-and-a-half, but we couldn't have picked the keys up on time if we'd got the train as planned.

It was a looooooong taxi ride, but we got to Pineda de Mar in the end.

In a rush to find something to eat, we ended up at a Chinese buffet in a massive building, which George declared the best restaurant he'd ever been to. While I might not go quite that far, it was certainly welcome.