Our final full day in Barcelona took us to Montjuic where we discovered an influential artist, Joan Miró. Neither of us were impressed by his later, freer works. It was that stick figures stuff with the splash of paint here and there. I think my nephews do similar work in their pre-school classes, probably better because the figures in their drawings tend to have descriptive labels like ‘mommy’ and ‘grandpa’.
Back to the shopping. Leslie convinced me to pony up for some trendy shoes from Spain, and I did. It offsets her guilt from buying clothes when I buy some too. It seemed the shopping went on into the night until our concert.

The Cubans know how to Flamenco dance. As part of the Maldeves festival a Cuban Flamenco tour group was in town. We went to the show and they were stunning.