Dead Jesus in a Line
Something that Barcelona has no shortage of is museums. It seems like we turn a corner, and suddenly we're in a museum (or at least at the reception). Sometimes it seems like they're joined up, and in fact we were in the Museu Frederic Marés (where I took this) and Tracy was asking what time the Museu d'Història de Barcelona closed because she wanted to get to see that before it shut, so after working out how long we had I checked the map and it looked like there was basically nothing between the two. If we'd gone in the other direction we'd have ended up in the wrong museum entirely!
The +Museu Frederic Marès was quite an eclectic collection, starting with a seemingly endless variety of "Madonna and Child" and "Jesus on the Cross", and then after we'd been tormented with that there were amazing collections of keys, crosses, carved pipes, cameras, cigarette cards, toy soldiers, and on and on and on. We could've spent hours, but they had to close. Almost at the end of the tour (5 floors of scultpure) was Frederic Marés library with his own scultpure on display. One very nice detail is that the tickets allow us to visit again "within six months", but I doubt if we will run out of inspiration for choosing more museums before we fly home.