Overnight Train to Barcelona

After an entire day at the Alhambra, we headed to the Granada train station for our overnight train to Barcelona. We got there early since we had already checked out of our hotel. Fortunately there was free entertainment – the woman across from us in the lobby was apparently under extreme duress – crying, yelling, pounding – while on her phone. I think I preferred not being able to understand her.

Upon deciding we would go to the train station hours early, I said to Joe, “Let’s be sure not to wait for hours and then miss the train.” … it’s happened before. Oh, foreshadowing.

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