Baa baa black sheep.

You will all be delighted to know that after a Spanish metro, and Barcelona bus, a delayed flight, an irrational customs officer, a sprint through the airport, an airline sky shuttle, a missed train, a different train, a lost wander, a found hostel, a brief encounter with a world-class beat-boxer, two and a half hours of sleep, a taxi, a different train, and another taxi, I am officially back in the land of the sheep. They are such an eloquent beast.