A 2 a.m. Fever in Barcelona Changed How I Book Family Travel
It was 2 a.m. in a Barcelona Airbnb when my daughter spiked a 103-degree fever. The nearest pharmacy? Closed. Our host? Not responding. And there I was, googling “children’s Tylenol” in broken Spanish while my wife held a crying toddler in an unfamiliar apartment with no front desk to call. That night changed everything about…
