Moving OnFor fear I am boring you to tears with Spain, this will be the last and quick version of the trip!
Pictures are of market (photography heaven on earth) and our big adventure!





So Mr. Sullivan... can we do it? Can we really do it? After all these years... finally... and here... in Spain... in celebration of our ten years of marriage and what God has done and continues to do for us and in our lives!!!!!!!!!!???????????
Yes, honey... after 15 years of knowing you have wanted to do this... and you never waivered in your desire... let's do it... together! WWWOOOOOOOOO-HHOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!! Big Smiles!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yep... tattoo! I have wanted a tattoo for YEARS! And I love that Don and I got matching ones in celebration of something so cool! The celtic cross is also very cool. I was researching crosses and how they have evolved and how they have been used through history and by whom and ran across the meaning of the celtic cross.
The circle around the cross symbolizes God's unconditional, unfailing, and unending love for us by putting his son on the cross for us! LOVE IT! And yes. IT HURT! There were four stages, outline, shading, fill-in, and detail. I finally just let go (I am a stay at home mom you know) and cried during stage two... only stage two. It took two hours. I was sweating and exhausted by the time it was over!
So there I was... a suburban little Christian stay at home mom in my little Ann Taylor outfit getting a tattoo in Spain! And I LOVE IT!!!!!! I love having it permanently on my body!!!!!!!!!! It rocks.
Don got one too and it ROCKS! He proposed to me in Ireland and of course his family is Irish and so the celtic cross has some more meaning for us too!
My Fly Boy was a huge bit tougher that I was. On a scale of 1 to 10 I say parts of it were a 20! Ask him and he'll say maybe an 8! Good for him! My hero...
The next day we came home... yea... with saran wrap taped over our "wounds". I was so very sad to leave. We strolled down the road with our rollerboards heading for the metro and the little guy at the store where we stopped to get fruit each night was saying goodbye to us. We had gotten to the point where we were passing people on the street who knew us and would say "Hola" as they went by and smiled! Oh, I miss that so much. You, too, Karine... you were such a sweet part of our trip. Thank you for all you did for us. Maybe one day we can go back... until then, we'll keep moving forward with some pretty great reminders of our trip and my sweet Maria on our backs and in our hearts!

There are two main sides (facades). The extremely ornate and intricately detailed side is the Nativity Facade. I could zoom in on one photo from this side and make about 20 great individual photos. It was just so much... so beautiful... the time and energy and effort that went into a square foot of this facade is just mind blowing. It obviously depicts and celebrates the birth of Christ and was built to face the east to receive the first rays of morning light! How cool is that? If you want more information on it (and there is SO MUCH MORE) you should google it... it's really amazing and so thought out!
The water would rise with the music and then change to mist and then change colors and I was just amazed at the mood something so simple could create.
Of course statues were everywhere... just as castles are everywhere along the roads in Ireland and Wal-Marts in the South! (I love the South) I also loved this statue of a mother and child.
Don and I spent a lot of time in Las Ramblas (pedestrian avenues). It is one of the most popular sections of Barcelona and is well known for the street artists who appear at night to entertain tourists and make some money! This guy was by far the best one out there. His coat was stiff in the back to look like he was walking, his tie was out stiff as well as was the paper he is "stepping" on... but he was motionless... until he heard change drop into his cup.
Upon hearing the cling of euros, he'd put on a little (30 second) show, smile for the cameras, thank his patron and then turn back into position. He was really good!
The sidewalks were wonderful.

So I prayed for her... in English as there was no way I could pray what I wanted to pray in Spanish as I am not THAT fluent! I hope she understood some of it. I prayed that she would feel God's presence in her life and that He would provide for her and her family. I prayed that peoples hearts would be touched as they walked by and they would be prompted to give to her and that she would know it was a gift from the Lord. I also prayed He would comfort and encourage her.
This is Maria from Mexico... I met her in 2006... you can pray for her too! Thank you! 
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We are back safely, my parents survived and the children did amazingly well. Answered prayers are always a highlight! It's a rainy Saturday and I am taking delight in taking it easy. I locked myself into the guest room to finish a book earlier and I am happy to report I am still in my pajamas at 2:14 in the afternoon... a lingering quality from Spain!
So this is just a little teaser with some fun pictures from the trip. I'll share more in much more detail next week. It was beautiful. The country, the time there, the people, the rest, the conversation, the everything. Of course, I wanted to stay longer. But it was a wonderful blessing and I am so thankful for the opportunity and the memories.






