I see what you did there, Jesse.
Natter 75: More Than a Million Natters Served
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Mushu the Pallas Cat was lured into a trap with some mice and is no longer on the run. He didn't go far, just snuggled into a small construction yard not far from his exhibit, and he's safe and warm now. Sadly, he did not get to fight crime with an octopus buddy--That We Know Of!
Howdy! Popping in quickly to ask for some travel advice.
I am planning to go on a work conference in Madrid in late April that goes from Saturday to Tuesday, which will go toward my conference leave (we are allowed 5 days a year). I can take the rest of the week to see something of Spain. I can do either 1) Barcelona, or 2) Seville +/- Granada but not both with the 3-4 extra days I have. Which should I pick? I have no Spanish and I feel like Barcelona would be easier travel-wise, but... Alhambra! Seville-Granada would definitely mean more travel time and hustling though.
Counter the Alhambra with the Sagrada Familia and throw in Barcelona's flourishing nightlife as a bonus?
Barcelona.
I loved Barcelona the brief while I was there, but I haven't been to the others for comparison. They might be even more delightful.
I was leaning toward Barcelona so nice to have validation. :) Plus I can fly out of Barcelona airport at the end of the trip instead of going back to Madrid. The photos of various architectural marvels in Barcelona are amaaaazing.
The Alhambra is cool but there's much more to see and do in Barcelona than Granada.
I have not been to Seville, but I have been to Barcelona and it was pretty great. I took a train from Barcelona to Figueres to see the Salvador Dali museum.
It's very annoying to be having a good day of feeling competent and having little pain but still having the voice in the back of the head going "it's a trap, something's waiting, it's not like you deserve it." Not anxiety, but guilt for contemplating being happy. How dare I be happy when so many people aren't. Bah.