Coming from the Spanishness of Barcelona, Berlin seemed so much like home that Michelle and I kept finding ourselves surprised that people weren’t speaking English. It was, it seemed, a very American city. Well, not in all ways. For...

Mark and I came across a group of kids rapping and beatboxing in a circle in front of MACBA one night in Barcelona. It sounded awesome. Video: MACBA rapper

Food in Barcelona has been a big step up from France, although we still rely heavily on bread and cheese as our staples (and, consequently, I may need to staple my stomach when I get home if things continue...

Absinthe makes you crazy and criminal, provokes epilepsy and tuberculosis, and has killed thousands…It makes a ferocious beast of man, a martyr of woman, and a degenerate of the infant, it disorganizes and ruins the family… – Barnaby Conrad...

Awesome, awesome graffiti in Barcelona. There are two types I’ve been enjoying: shop door and paste on. All the shops of roll down metal door and, in an apparent attempt to discourage would be artless taggers, the owners have...

Visits to the Dali museum in Figueres and to Dali’s house in Cadaques grew my appreciation for the artist. Previously, I’d regarded him as a bit of a niche artist, darling of the acid-trippers, but otherwise a one-trick pony....

If you’ve been to Barcelona, it’s changed since you were here. Really. Even if you were here last week. Of course, the old town is still an ant farm of twisting, impossibly narrow alley-like streets, a warren of canyons...

We made it to Barcelona, stayed with some couchsurfers, hiked, went to the Dali museum, the beach, blah blah blah. OK, now let me tell you about this toilet. It’s in our hotel room here in the tiny resort...

Michelle and I frolicked in the Musee d’Art Moderne et d’Art Contemporain in Nice today. We so prefer museums where they let you take photos (no flash, bien sur), and this one was perfect for it, because they had...