Ask not what you can do for your country. Ask what’s for lunch.

Less than a week left in Barcelona, leaving on thursday and even booked a flight. Feels bittersweet, always does. But it's time to go back to the boat and I'm so looking forward to sailing, even if it will be insanely cold.

Anyway, I promised Sarune I'd make true Swedish meatballs before I'd leave. So today I did, took almost an entire day. Went to Sagrada Família and the Sunday mess and after that we sat down and had a nice Sunday dinner, felt traditional.

The secret to perfect meatballs is in the beer, or wine if you wish. Remember not to ad it to the food.

The problem if you buy meatballs at the IKEA restaurant is that you always have to ask for extra lingonberries. Just one more reason to cook them at home.

Wanted to take a picture of the first finished meatballs but I wasn't quick enough.

Friday night at the girls bathroom.

And Saturday night at Pl. Catalunya.

Night or early morning in Barcelonetta. This week was nice and not so cold, rained a little.