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A cheer people shouted!
Barcelona!
Hurrah!

A city obsessed with its Gaudi legacy and beautiful architecture, probably one of the more stunning large metropolitan areas I’ve ever seen. Everywhere we walked there random statues. cathedrals and fountains. We stayed on a stirp called “La Rambla”, a very active part of the city where there is an insane amount of “living statues” (people dressed up as statues, who dance/ride bikes/meow/do-whatever for you in exchance for some change) and additionaly, temporary pet shops where people sell everything from bunnies, to ferrets to pigeons to chickens.

…Click below for the full story (pictures and captions included, hurrah!)

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Anywho, we tried to hit up as much as we could in the 48-70 hours we were there, and were just constantly stunned at the beautiy of this city. (Sacarny could write a whole post probably on La Sangrada Familia, Gaudi’s Cathedral). Some other highlights include:
-a romantic dinner on a beach consisting of paella, wine and olives.
-walking into, then participating in a football firms parade/shoutfest.
-being put up in a hostel, with probably one of the most beautiful hostel owners ever

The last day we figured that we should walk to the top of Montjuic. Montjuic (roughly translating into “Mountain of the Jews”) is the tallest point in Barcelona, and as the myth goes, who ever controls it, controls the rest of Barcelona. Thus, we needed to conquer it. Eventualy we got to the top and took a very expensive, yet beautiful cable car over the water. While waiting for the cable car we struck up a conversation with a nice female tourist from Mississippi and bonded over the intense view. Sadly this was nearing the end of our time in Barcelona, but we still wanted to go to the beach. Stephanie agreed to join us. While walking to the beach I realized I didn’t have my bathing suit, so I decided to jump in with just my boxers as long as it wasn’t too scandalous. We took a random left turn and suddenly realized that we were on the one nude beach in Barcelona. Eh, long story short, somehow stephanie and I both got nude and ran into the water, while sacarny looked on and applauded.

Hurrah! Click below for pictures and such!

Pictures!
A cheer people shouted!
Barcelona!
Hurrah!

A city obsessed with its legacy Gaudi and beautiful architecture, probably one of the more stunning large metropolitan areas I’ve ever seen. Everywhere we walked there random statues. cathedrals and fountains. We stayed on a stirp called “La Rambla”, a very active part of the city where there is an insane amount of “living statues” (people dressed up as statues, who dance/ride bikes/meow/do-whatever for you in exchance for some change) and additionaly, temporary pet shops where people sell everything from bunnies, to ferrets to pigeons to chickens. Anywho, we tried to hit up as much as we could in the 48-70 hours we were there, and were just constantly stunned at the beautiy of this city. (Sacarny could write a whole post probably on La Sangrada Familia, Gaudi’s Cathedral). Some other highlights include:
-a romantic dinner on a beach consisting of paella, wine and olives.
-walking into, then participating in a football firms parade/shoutfest.
-being put up in a hostel, with probably one of the most beautiful hostel owners ever

The last day we figured that we should walk to the top of Montjuic. Montjuic (roughly translating into “Mountain of the Jews”) is the tallest point in Barcelona, and as the myth goes, who ever controls it, controls the rest of Barcelona. Thus, we needed to conquer it. Eventualy we got to the top and took a very expensive, yet beautiful cable car over the water. While waiting for the cable car we struck up a conversation with a nice female tourist from Mississippi and bonded over the intense view. Sadly this was nearing the end of our time in Barcelona, but we still wanted to go to the beach. Stephanie agreed to join us. While walking to the beach I realized I didn’t have my bathing suit, so I decided to jump in with just my boxers as long as it wasn’t too scandalous. We took a random left turn and suddenly realized that we were on the one nude beach in Barcelona. Eh, long story short, somehow stephanie and I both got nude and ran into the water, while sacarny looked on and applauded.

Hurrah!

Pictures!


 

La Rambla is a strip of Barcelona lined with street performers, vendors, tour buses and other such services. One of the more interesting things offered in this area were animals. I counted at least 5 “pet vendors”. One guy had just tons of pigeons, I was (and still am) convinced that he just grabbed them off the streat and threw them in a cage.

 

 


 

…they also sold little ducks. Man, those things were cute. When we first got into barcelona we were quite tired and out of it, and for some reason stared at them for at least 40 minutes straight.

 

 


 

An example human sculpture performers on la rambla. You give them some change and they do random actions. These guys flapped their wings and made bird noises.

 

 


 

 

 

an everyday common/beautiful corner in barcelona. fountains, surrounded by pruned trees and grass. people would just come to these areas, sit, read or play instruments.


 

 

 

the shirt reads “its great - traveling” - a saying that has become the theme for the rest of this trip. (little thing we noticed, eveywhere we went in spain people wore shirts that had random english sayings on them. they rarely made sense. for instance, one guy passed us with a shirt that said “shadow drink project - ultimate sense of secrecy”. I’m pissed that I didn’t bring my silkscreening kit. We really could have made some good money, a bunch of hip nyc kids selling customized american apparel shirts…)


 

One thing we’ve noticed so far is that the World Fair was quite awesome in that it made countries construct ridiculous (yet very cool) structures. This one, a copy of Paris’s Arc de Triomphe, stands at the beginning of a beautiful park.

 

 


 

While walking in a park, we stumbled upon a capoeira circle. It was interesting, they really weren’t going all at it. Instead, people of all skill levels were attemping to get the beat down and were going quite slow. At one point a bunch of 8 year olds jumped in as well. (I put this in just for you ash/sandler/misha…you guys would have jumped right on in.)

 

 


 

This park was just stunning.

 

 


 

No one followed this rule, not in the least.

 

 


 

Sacarny and I treated ourselves to a nice paella meal on the beach. Paella is a traditional rice dish made with tons of spices and either seafood or vegatables.

 

 


 

McDonalds, KFC and Burger King are huge (and actually quite expensive, 7.50 euros for a double whooper) over here in Europe. Additionally, they have granite counters, marble floors and the works. (I was actually yelled at for taking this picture, but meh, just played the dumb tourist and said “lo siento” and took it anyway”.)

 

 


 

So this statue is of Columbus. The funny part is that it was built because it was fueled by a belief that Columbus was from Barcelona and thus, they constructed this monument to him. This is not the case in the least, he’s from Italy. On a less historically-dorky note, he’s also pointing towards Peru, not North America. Whoops.

 

 


 

Graffiti is a huge problem in Europe, far more so than in NYC. The sad part is that its all over these beautiful pieces of architecture and historical monuments. I just found this one amusing. Fuck la police.

 

 


 

The Parc de Guell, a stunning park molded by Gaudi’s imagination. You walk in and see tons of trees, surrounded by dream-like constructs and windy stairs. People come here, sit among these bizarre and beautiful pieces of art and just drink wine and laugh. It continued to amaze me how comfortable and at ease they could be sitting, surrounded by Gaudi’s pieces. Just that natural to them.

 

 


 

Montj├╝ic, one of the tallest hilltops in Barcelona offers a beautiful and impressive view of Barcelona. We really didn’t realize how big a city it was until we climbed up there. (Man, that was a tough walk…)

 

 


 

Barcelona also had tons of random stores lining its streets. This one we walked by; an empty store that had just tons of fridges lining its walls. No one was in there. Very odd. Thumbs up!

 

 


 

As we were walking back from the romantic dinner, we suddenly became surrounded by a football firm, shouting and waving flags. Cars were stopped in the streets, honking to the beat of the chants. Kids were running around with flags as capes. We had no clue what the hell was going on, but we joined in the cheer anyway. Something about “san lorenzo” and “marijuana”. Cops just high fived and applauded them as they walked by.

 

 


 

…This guy was quite enjoying it. I kept on cheering him on.

 

 


 

Fun at the nude beach with our new friend. (Come to think of it, Sacarny taking out a camera to take a picture at a nude beach might have been a bit sketchy…)

 

 

That’s all for now! As always…


…more pics over here!

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