"Toreador, oh don't spit on the floor"

...at least, according to Bart Simpson. Which means, of course, that we are heading for Spain!!! Yay!

We spent quite a bit of time at Finland, partly, due to some technical problems. I think it was a clear case of sabotage! You don't want me to be the Nr.1 pilot! There was white powder in the fuel! Dribbler went to a photocopy store and came back with lots of copies of his butt!

Ahem...we also stayed to enjoy the celebrations in Finland for Kimi's WDC. Basically, they drank vodka from gallon-sized bottles, and sometimes they smiled.

Sorry, back on subject.

This time we got ourselves a luxurious little Learjet 45. And a couple hundred bottles of Absolut. For the road. And Meanioni, who joined us here! I thought because he liked us. But seeing him dive into the storage area looking for the bottles made me thing otherwise.

The now traditional instrument panel shot.


... and the cockpit, from the outside. Hey! Who are those???

An uneventful trip over parts of Sweden, Denmark, Germany and France (sorry, the route didn't came close to any major landmark) and we are already flying across the Pyrenees, the mountain range between France and Spain.


Arrival at Reus Airport, just outside of Tarragona. Now, the program didn't make a good job of depicting the city. Nor Vitoria, our next destination. So I traded them for a visit to Barcelona!

But first we pick up Freaky here. She is still a little drunk (with "virtual" vodka) yet still as lovely. She takes us on a tour around Tarragona. A beautiful, ancient city with history that goes back to the Romans. Many buildings around town still remind us of its legacy, like the Anfiteatro, and the Part Alta. We missed the fireworks festival, though, which is a real shame for they say is the best in the whole mediterranean.

Hurry! We still need to pick up Elgo and go to Barcelona!
An aerial view of Tarragona. It doesn't makes justice to the city, I know.


Heading to the Basque County now. You can see the city of Vitoria in the background.
Elgo was already waiting for us and guess what? She looks nothing like a dancing banana! Quite a shock!


Vitoria is another beautiful city. The Basque County and the Catalan county being two of the most peculiar counties in all Spain. Each one with their own proud heritage. At Vitoria we got a chance to see the cathedral and the Torre de Doña Otxandra.

Have I mentioned how good is food in Spain? I am not sure I want to continue traveling. I think I will stuff my face here. You can have the plane. Here, take the keys.

Oh, well...we need to catch up. We are going to Barcelona now. I arranged a helicopter tour around Barcelona. Of course, there's no room for all of us. So, I democratically decided that only the ladies (Katy, Kay, Freaky and Elgo) and me would take it. Thank you guys, kind of you to come to the helipad to see us go. The torches and pitchforks are a nice touch!



Heading for the mythical Camp Nou Stadium. The Colserolla tower above the hill.


The Santa María del Pi Church. (Sorry, the game crashes when I try to reach the Sagrada Familia or the Torre Agbar)

The Olympic complex at Montjuic. Speaking of which, I can hardly wait to see F1 racing again there! (No, not at the Olympic Stadium. You know what I mean!)


That was quick! Next stop: Greece.