The year was 1997. The location - Las Ramblas, Barcelona. I was 23 and this was my first big trip overseas.
Now the ironic part of this whole Monday memory is that I actually don't remember a whole lot about this night except I have this photo and a wooden spoon which I souvenired from one of the many jugs of sangria I guzzled that evening.
Oh hang on I do remember having a really really bad hangover the next day. And just so you know I still have the wooden spoon.
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ROFL - I'm betting the next day hurt.
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