Yep, yep, successful fast day. But I am dead tired.

Today's meal.

Grilled baby squid (1/4 of this platter)

Local tomatoes with olive oil and salt (1/4)

Grilled calamari, salad, bread. (Forgot to take picture when the plate arrived.)
I chose this outdoor cafe because they were playing jazz.

I might have to specialize in squid until I get to Barcelona. I'm looking forward to fresh sardines there.

It doesn't look all that good in the picture here, and indeed it was disappointing. Not like the picture in the advertising. Goat cheese salad with fruit. That fruit you see was canned and I did not eat a bite of it. Ate the goat cheese and iceberg lettuce plus a small amount of the bread - which actually was a crusty yummy thing. I am totally done with this eating out regimen. One more week and I'm home to my own garden. Beginning to dream of my parsley and arugula and tomatoes.

Local caracoles in a sweet & sour sauce.

Home from Spain. Here is the final count.
24 days: 3 days fasting, 4 days @ 2 meals, 17 days OMAD.
New weight 183.0 => Loss of 2.8 pounds
(Should have lost more. But old friends and wine seem to go together ...)

My knee did not hold out as well as I hoped it would. However, on the final day, DH went out into the mobs in Barcelona - during a general strike called by the local unions, called because the people were very angry that Madrid (the Federal government) had sent in troops to try to stop the Catalonian independence vote. The Federal troops had been told to shut down all the voting places and they used force to do so, injuring hundreds of voters. On the day of the general strike, DH found a department store open - which wasn't easy, because the roving (mostly) students were shutting down stores that tried to open. Here is a picture of some of the demonstrators on the day of the strike.

Our hotel in Barcelona was in the district that was shut down by police because of so many people in the streets, so we had up-close views of all this. It was very safe, mostly the people were just marching back and forth between the Federal police station and the university plaza. I walked around some, but not as much as I wanted because the knee was very swollen and it hurt to walk. All tourist venues, all museums, all churches, etc, were closed because of the strike. Quite a few restaurants were open, thank heaven. I had a piece of quiche from a small café next door to our hotel. It was smooth and silky and custardy and slight jiggly - heavenly. I will soon be on a mission to learn to make quiche the European/French way.

DH bought me a single sturdy hiking pole, and I used that to hobble through the airports on the way home. I found that the walking stick helped immensely because I could use it to take some of the weight off my right knee. This meant I could walk without the 'click' I often feel in the knee, and without as much pain. Getting some of the weight off also meant that the knee didn't swell up so much overnight. I now am sure that losing more weight will help immensely. I'm aiming for another 20#. This will take me back to my lowest weight since I was 50.

OMAD group I LOVE YOU because you make it so easy to get the job done! Thank you everyone for support! I will be back in two days to begin supporting others again. First though - get the hot water back on, do a ton of laundry, clean the fridge and then go shopping in the garden. See what has survived.