Cold day. Thoth gets up early and migrates from Starbucks to Starbucks, trying to find a working router. Finally ends up at Travel Bar and gets an English breakfast: eggs, beans, banger, bacon, bread, orange juice. Most breakfasts in Europe are petit dejeuners, all carbos. Thoth updates website. LA awakes. Makes smoothie and grilled cheese. Draws. Meets Thoth at Travel Bar. Snow. Big clumps like in NYC. Slushy snow piles up. Thoth regrets boasting to some Moroccans (when they warned that Europe is still cold) how snow doesn’t fall on Barcelona. LA and Thoth play violins for first time since last Monday’s walkabout a week ago. They haven’t felt like it. Perform new piece for Vicente. “Lively,” Vicente comments. Funny what pieces Morocco gave to the Dynamic Duo. LA resumes drawing. Vicente brings Lorenzo home from school. Thoth is wanting more and more to return to NYC, now that the weather is starting to turn. So does LA. Their few concerns: Afrobats, Central Park Conservancy, money, housing, . . . LA and Thoth shop for dinner. Vicente makes beans, sausages, and rice. After dinner, LA and Thoth talk about the toxic power tools he has used. First time. Thoth smokes vanilla tobacco from a pipe. Finds it relaxing. Dynamic Duo write study and draw for the rest of the evening. “My nose is chafed from your dis-ease, Daddy,” Bibi says. “I wish you’d have at least one good night’s sleep and give my nose a rest.”