Long-ass drive to Barcelona. Shervo got lost. I tried to sleep the whole way--never actually drifted off but I guess I rested enough since I couldn't fall asleep at night.
As soon as I got in my cabin at the campsite, a few drunk Aussie girls from another tour came by and thought my accent was cute, and one of them jumped into my bed. But her friends made her leave (surely it wasn't going to be that easy). Another one accosted me later as I was going to bed. It was late and she was going back to her tent, which was a coincidence because I was pitching a tent as well. (I had to fit that joke in somewhere.)
Roman aqueduct at Pont du Gard, built 19 B.C.