Like New York there is just way too much to do in this city. We probably managed to do 25% of the things we wanted to. We jumped on the On/Off bus and started our day. First to Casa Batllo already the queue was massive, but not as impressive as the street scape of this piece. The colours and shapes are so vivid and fluid, makes you want to go home and smash some tiles. 
Back on the bus we toured further around until we reached the Magic Fountain and Mies van der Rohe's Barcelona Pavillion. Wow - the light and the stark crisp lines are such a contrast to the modernistic Gaudi works. 
Back on the bus we continued the tour around through the Olympic area and Montjuic, along the shore line and ports, our first glimpse of a real spanish beach. The installation art in this city is prolific, perhaps even more so than I remember in Paris, and certainly more than Sydney. 
We weren't back to Catalunya Square until 2ish, so we set off for a Tapas house I'd looked up, as had everyone else if a 25 minute wait for 2pm Sunday Tapas is anything to go by. And it was, delicious - mostly the same cliche'd Tapas, but we copied the couple next to us for a few dishes, the octopus tentacles were foreign, but nice, but the dessert platter had to be the winner :)
Back to the square we had a shop in Le Cote Ingles before hoping on the blue route to the Segrada Familia and Parc Guel - gob smacking, no matter how long you look there is more to see, such density of detail. Rohe said God is in the detail, Gaudi must have agreed. For Rohe God inspired the creative design that allowed him to achieve more with less, for Gaudi God was honoured in the complexity of his detail. 
The sun set on us and we headed home, having only just touched the second of three bus routes and less than 10% of the sites we should have seen. Our time in Barcelona was over but we'll be back with much more time on our side next time.