Some of you may know that this past Sunday night, I returned from an incredible trip to Spain, which I made with my wife, my youngest brother, Russell, and our dear friend, Janelle. The trip was, in a word, awesome. For me it represented a dream over 21 years in the making. To be able to finally return to the land of my mission (and Russell, to his) after all this time.... well, frankly, in some ways it seems like it was a dream. I can't believe we actually went. I've thought about it for years and, since Russ returned, talked about it for almost as many.
Thanks to Russ' persuasion and to the willingness of family and friends to step in and help with kids and many other little things that would have provided a million reasons not to go, we took the plunge and made the trip. As I said already, it was awesome. I regret nothing about it. Yes, there were things that could have gone a little more smoothly and, if the dollar were a little stronger, a bit less costly, but I regret nothing.
Time permitting, and as a long-passed work associate used to say "God willing and the creek don't rise", I hope to post some of our experiences in written form. Until then, I leave you with one of the many moments of lightheartedness we enjoyed. While in Barcelona, we explored the Park Guell. The park was commissioned by Eusebi Guell, who wanted a prime location for the high class of the city to enjoy. Guell commissioned Antoni Gaudi to create the park. Guadi usually did not have the means (money or materials) to create the works he envisioned. It happened that Guell had both the land and the money, so the two were a perfect match.
I think we explored practically the whole 50 acre park. There were a lot of beautiful and interesting creations to look at and explore. Imagine our suprise, however, when we actually came upon Gaudi, resting from his labors. We were careful not to disturb him, although Janelle insisted on getting a photo with him. This is the best we could do, since he was asleep and all.
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