George, Ferran, and Guillam

These were the three people that I ended-up spending much of my "social time" with while I was in Barcelona. I never did figure out how Maiol had become their friend, though I think that he had known Ferran (who is Guillam’s brother) in grade school. George – whose name is really Jeordi (though I never was able to be certain of the spelling) and I got along well – we spent many hours conversing in extremely broken English about everything we could think of. We still write to each other a couple of times a year, and he’s been promising to come and pay me a visit.