The delight with which I pounced on my camera and lens after having restricted use of both for two days (because Barcelona isn’t exactly known for a place where you can leave stuff lying around and expect to see it there a minute later) was almost Gollum-esque in its intensity. Despite the fact we were in an airport parking lot, it was Spain and there were birds. (All of which were probably common as mynahs. But still. They were all fantastically, fantastically new and wonderful and beautiful and argh European species I can’t even handle *dissolves into puddle of awe*)
One of those birds was this cute fluffed up thing. I venture sparrow as to its identity; it seems overly large though and so I hesitate at venturing further. Europe is a whole new continent for me.