We arrived in Barcelona at about 10pm local time, safe and sound. The trip was long, but things ran generally on time, and the kids were superstars on the flights and in the airports. E in particular with so delighted with each new promise of a bus ride, train ride, or airplane that he was easy to keep in good spirits until the very last bit of our trek.
Our stroller, unfortunately, lost the British Airways baggage roulette game that we play on each trip. (British has a terrible record with lost baggage, and we've had something lost or damaged on every BA flight we've taken in the past several years) Not having the stroller made the trek through Heathrow and the journey to our apartment pretty tiring for everyone. D was in a sling, but poor exhausted E would have really appreciated being pushed in the stroller for the last bit of the trip, instead of being passed off between the three of us, or trying to walk the long distances we covered.
We're pretty sure the stroller is gone for good. It was supposed to be brought on the plane, but instead the flight attendant stowed it underneath (or perhaps left it in Seattle) with no claim tag. I'll head out first thing tomorrow to buy a new one as we cannot fathom a day in this busy city without it. I have all sorts of ideas about buying a glamorous new European stroller, but I'll probably end up with the same model we had before.
The apartment turned out great. It's a short distance from a major metro stop, and it looks exactly like the pictures. It's a little bit bigger than we would have hoped, so we feel like the kids have plenty of space to play, and they both delighted in exploring it before bed.
We're exhausted and off to bed, but can't wait to start exploring the city tomorrow.