A Teenager
Happy 13th Birthday, John!! I could have planned better…I admit. Instead of a big sleep-in and videogame fest, we went to see the Picasso museum, and then took a modernist architecture trip to the Barcelona Palau de la Música (this was a merciful pivot from going to another art museum…I could see that he really did not want to investigate Joan Miró). We then followed this one-two punch with a two-hour Spanish lesson. When asked what he liked most about Picasso, he told the Spanish teacher the blue period. He was either feeling sorry for himself or he chose the easiest thing to say in Spanish!! The team at the hotel sent a beautiful birthday cake and festive drinks to the room to cap off the day. Quite nice. Everyone in the entire hotel said happy birthday to John for two days, just to be sure.