I had read about the Montserrat boys choir, and had been ensured that they would sing each day at 1:00, so I planned my trip to be there in time for the performance. I instead found myself in mass at 1:00, which I am sure was a really nice service, but unfortunately I couldn't understand anything. I was, however, really impressed at the inclusion of the tourists in the service, who were invited to lead readings and light candles.
I'm sure had the weather been more inviting, and had I not walked 25 kilometers the day before, I may have been a bit more motivated to do some hiking around, but instead I headed back to Barcelona and made a visit to museum Picasso, entering just in time to avoid a major downpour.

Some pictures from the walk back to the hostel.
Motorrad is definately the way to go in Barcelona. I found this one perfectly set under the window down the street from my hostel. I found the head funny.


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