Barcelona, 89+ degrees at night. Not much can take the edge off of that sort of humidity and heat. But after wandering around for hours looking for a specific ice cream place Berkley found in the Barcelona city guide, we stopped into a random gelateria that looked like it was homemade. The ice cream was decent, but the fact that it was ice cold was AMAZING. We are getting better and better at finding inventive and novel was of cooling off, ducking into a cellphone store (they seem to have to coldest stores), eating ice cream, and asking for cups of ice at a restaurant just to name a few.
