Thursday, September 4, 2025

A travel journal, part 10

The good news is, the U.S. Consulate in Barcelona was able to give me same-day service on my emergency passport!

I was the second one in line when they opened Monday morning. After all the paperwork, forms and fees, they said I could come back in the afternoon and pick up my passport!

I could have floated back to my hotel. It's a good thing I took a taxi instead because they were going to kick me out of my room. Luckily I was able to extend for one more night. Otherwise I would have had to sleep at the airport!


One thing about the emergency passport — it's purple rather than the standard blue for U.S. passports. That means I got a little extra scrutiny each time I went through a security checkpoint. Curiously none of the agents were surprised to hear that the theft happened in Barcelona!

I made it home without further incident. As Dorothy said, "There’s no place like home!"


Finally, a happy face!
Saying goodbye to Barcelona.
It's required by Portland law to take a photo of your feet on the carpet at PDX at the beginning or ending of your trip.

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