Off to Monserrat...

Peter and I headed off to Monserrat, which is about an hour and a half from Barcelona by train. Their boys' choir sings during the week at mid-day, and we wanted to catch their concert. It is geographically lovely, but the boys only sang two songs. Carol and I had visited it before, but it was great to see it again. We opted not to take the funicular up to the top, however.

Children were performing songs and a sort of "dance" routine....

Could not read what his scarf says....

We took a short walk up the path before the concert.

Black Madonna up over the boys singing and the altar which we did not stand in line to see.