Of course, the bar war terribly smoky, like all bars in Spain.  The gross thing about smoke is that it’s not even the good part of the cigarette.  Everyone is waltzing around in the residue of the tobacco smoke…kind of like the difference between a poo and the meal that made it.  Thanks for the exhale, buddy, now I can swim around in your s**t.  And I say this as a former smoker, certainly not always considerate in my time