Daddy, we seem to have walked past the sleepy time beds? Don't know what to tell you son other than if you don't like the middle seat you'll have to secede like those Catalonians.
If you're going to go on a misguided debt binge and bankrupt your nation you might as well use the proceeds to put an expansive, fully-staffed playroom in your airport. Careful kid, I believe the IMF is coming to repossess that trolley.
Spain may be on the brink of tearing itself in two but you'd never guess it by their attitude to cockpit security. Want to sit in the captain's chair? Sure senior come on in, and here's a hat to wear too. If you want to take a turn when we're in flight just ring the flight attendant call button right around siesta time.
Airbnb was basically designed for Americans to role play Europeans for a couple of days. You know, giant bay windows overlooking a quaint square lined with tapas shops and cafes, the aroma of fresh baked bread wafting up from the bakery around the corner, the ridiculously hip decor. Even better you can role play the whole I don't have to go to work thing too.
In on the red eye? No worries it's Spain nothing opens till noon anyway.
So I'm losing my SALT deduction and yet my tax bill still won't get me a palm-shaded playground in the middle of a pedestrian-only eating street?
Dad, you said I could have the last acorn-fed jamon!
You know a city's top sight must be a good one when it's got its own beer, the Alhambra Especial. Still waiting for the Palmy Clock Tower IPA.
Seems these Moors were an enlightened lot, their city seems to be exceptionally stroller friendly.
It's quite old Mei, it may even date from the pre-kid epoch.
Spoke too soon, the closer one gets to the rampart of the Alhambra the less useful a stroller. These Moors thought of every ruse, including the "But I've got a baby, can't you just lower the drawbridge or I'll give you a bad TripAdvisor."
Mommy are we going to a playdate? Will there be camels?
So kid, did you hear the one about the old man who insisted on writing a blog that doesn't immediately disappear upon opening the app? Yeah go figure right?
First sighting of the mighty Alhambra, one of the world's great architectural treasures. If you can get your stroller up there you deserve the Iron Throne.
Dad is this Whole Foods, can I grab some of those artisanal looking oranges?
Never doubt the energy contained in one smoothie. Or the fiber, judging by propulsion system at the other end.
You want likes on Instagram? Well step right up folks, I've got the whitewashed wall and the blue flower pots.
If you're going to have 50 percent youth unemployment it's good to have hipster cafes where they can send a few futile resumes between cat memes.
Fresh-squeezed orange juice seems to be the national drink. Every square and courtyard is lined with orange trees so you can pretty much just reach out your window.
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