As my internal clock acclimates to the 7 hour time difference here in Spain I have found myself sleeping in this morning until 11:30. This is not a good idea for someone who is a total creature of habit when it comes to my eating regimen. I am used to getting up, drinking a full glass of water, MELTing then eating some blueberries with yogurt and a topping of cereal, and a cup of coffee. That unfortunately did not happen here. I got as far as my glass of water and a foot MELT.

I picked a spot noted in one of my travel books about a half mile from my hotel that said they served eggs and such for breakfast though by the time I got there it was noon and breakfast was well over with. Frustrated I then managed to ask for "un cafe" which then came as a tiny shot of espresso. What's up with the tiny coffee cups in Europe? Even when I try to call it Un American Coffee it still doesn't work out. As tasty as it was, it was no breakfast.

I finally compromised by going into a grocery store and buying some Muesli and Kefir and heading back to my hotel room for a breakfast of champions. Now I will go upstairs where there is a wading pool and a nice deck to attempt a little workout before discovering Barcelona by bicycle. More soon~