So Much 4 Being Different

When we travel, rarely do we go out past 10 p.m. This is, of course, if we're alone and not accompanied by friends. Otherwise, they usually drag us out until we shuffle away around 1 or 2 a.m. But tonight in Barcelona, we thought we'd be adventurous and have a drink after dinner in the "hood." Not only was boystown hard to find but apparently everyone was either still at dinner or just waking up. The bars were empty. The clubs weren't open. We returned to our hotel around 11 p.m. - almost right on schedule. So much for being different.