We flew, Mum and Dad took a train, and we all met a few hours later in Madrid. A booking (language) misunderstanding had us in 2 apartments instead of one so we had plenty of space, however we still missed our little plaza back in Barca.

First priority... to watch the Australia v Italy game. Stunned disappointment. You know the story.

Next... more spanish food. To our dismay Madrid lacks the Basque style pinchos that is more common in Bacelona. Conventional tapas is everywhere though and soon we found a place for tortilla, prawns with aioli, grilled asparagus and broken eggs.