This week, I have raved with Parisians,
eaten with the locals, been awed by Gaudi (time and again), experienced the
best adaptation of a novel I have ever seen and triumphed with the
Barcelonians. It has been pretty epic.
The National
In Paris, The National were playing and
this concert blew my mind. We witnessed the wild side of the otherwise very
restrained Parisians. The lead singer got lost in the crowd.
The National
La Boqueria
La Boqueria is the market in Barcelona and
has also sorts of fun food and crazy colours - even whole pigs. Unfortunately,
I was too repulsed by the smell to stop and take a snap but for the rest of the
week I have had the refrain ‘this little piggy went to market’ whirring around
in my wee brain.
Chocolate
Fruit and chillies
Sagrada Familia
To be honest, having seen the outside of
Sagrada Familia I wouldn’t have been disappointed to have skipped the inside
viewing (especially given the exuberant price). However, I spent my money and
was awed by the beauty, creativity and genius that presented itself in Sagrada
Familia. We only got told off for being culturally insensitive twice, though I
expect there were many more times when we would have been borderline. I also
got epically photobombed.
Sagrada Familia
The ceiling
The light and windows
This guy photobombed me...
The Hunger Games: Catching Fire
Now, all jokes aside… I know that for a lot
of you, this may not count as a highlight or even as a legitimate way to spend
my time in Barcelona, but I promise you, this movie is epic. I will even go so
far as to say that it is better than the book. Great story, great cast, great
script. What more could you want?
Barcelona vs Grenada
There is nothing quite like experiencing a
national sport. This was no exception. The skill and ability of the players was
incredible. There was also one very loud and supportive spectator. They always
make me laugh. And the Hollywoods were great. They did flips and everything –
to the untrained eye they could have been gymnasts. Unfortunately, I have a
trained eye, so I saw them for what they truly were – football players.
The view
These guys also photobombed us...
Just as a slight aside (but continuation
from last week), my jogging experiences have continued to be eventful. This
week, I continued to run against the crowd. But this week it was even more
noticeable. Sometimes I worry about my lack of awareness - but that was last
week.
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