​We will of course have to accept potluck in whichever taxi driver we get, as we're bundled away to the Barcelona Cruise Port—else a 42 minute walk from our apartment. So after getting up at a comfortable hour (when it's light outside) we can enjoy that last breakfast, with relative calm packing and less frantic stuffing of the remaining suitcase items into our luggage. Calmly we'll look around for things our earlier scans missed, then close the door of our rental for the last time. And maybe a quarter hour later we will find ourselves outside a very large building near the water's edge, among many hundreds of eager passengers who are trying not to fidget. But we are relatively relaxed, there, having boarding passes and passport, and the credit card info you must provide before a ship's room key may be issued. And most likely we'll show some evidence of a recent negative Covid-19 test. Sigh.