The last four days in Spain were spent back in Barcelona. We got a nice apartment just behind Plaza Real. It was nice to be back when our Spanish was better and also nice to be back when the kids had grown up so much. We still love it.
We did lots of wandering, Gaudi's Park Guell, a few laps of Las Rambas pet shops and the science park for the boys.
There was a certain sense of finality, even from the kids...we were going to miss Spain and this incredible experience together. Most importantly we all felt the difference within ourselves as distinct from our first visit where we were tired and a little anxious about where all this was going to take us. We had been lucky - there were a million experiences we could have had - a different street, a different person, a different time, a different decision - all could have led us down a different path. Would it have been better? Worse? I think that's the beauty of travelling without agenda. 
You just never know.
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