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when you cry and your tears are also fireworks

barcelona, t'estimo

rain

Last day in Barcelonaaaaaa
sad face. I am amazed whenever I find myself thinking in Spanish; I haven't done it in years and idk if ever this naturally it is kind of amazing
ADIOS I AM MOVING TO A SPANISH-SPEAKING LAND FAREWELL

Anyway, woke up and Isma, rad dude that he is, made a fabulous breakfast !! I had mentioned that I was living off of Spanish/Catalonian junk food (slash cereal) and wanted to try traditional Catalan cuisine, and BEHOLD I wake up to this deliciousness:

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You cut the tomato in half and then squeeze its goopy innards along the bread, drizzle some quality olive oil (which is an eighth of the price it is at home, oh my god it's like a gallon for two euros or something ridiculous) and a sprinkle of salt, and then drape some thin-sliced strange meat on top and YO IT IS TASTY

Also he had a bit of traditional sausage which was very similar to a landjäger; pretty good. Plus the weirdness that is Euro coffee - tiny and strong enough to blast your face off. Isma was complaining about how he's always trying to explain how to make American-style coffee to cafes in Barcelona ("add more water! plus some milk, and then also ice...") and they think he's nuts.

I ended up staying until almost noon chatting since Isma is way fun to talk to, but had to get over to my next couch since Isma and Ana were planning to escape the city for this last gigantic tourist-ful day of La Merce.

IT WAS POURING RAIN. I was probably the only person dancing with joy at this turn of events; it was so much cooler (ie not a raging sun inferno as previously) and everyone had umbrellas even though it was not that bad by Seattle standards, and phew SO much nicer although all the Barcelonians were griping big time (and the Castellers had to cancel their noon towers, but oh well).

I DID NOT GET LOST THIS TIME BECAUSE I AM AWESOME.

Jordi was nice but really, really into walking EVERYWHERE along loooong scenic routes and I was like Ummm I need the metro because I am a gimp and he was like ???? but I convinced him to stop and chat for an hour or so drinking really really expensive Fanta Naranja so the ankle could recover. It happened to POUR RAIN again while were there, so haha good timing.

Then we went to a museum about the famous early automotive industry of Barcelona (lol whaaat) where the choices were Catalan or Castellano so that was good practice, and then we parted ways because I wanted MORE MUSEUMS MOOOORE and he wanted to eat expensive Tapas and walk the mile and a half to the museum (dude no puedo hacerlo okay).

The Museum of the History of Catalonia: THIS MUSEUM. THE BOMB. AAAAAH FOR REAL.

It traces THE. ENTIRE. HISTORY. OF CATALONIA. Which, as we have seen, IDK IDK IDK I JUST HAVE A MAJOR FASMO ABOUT IT OKAY.
Unique and awesome yet repressed cultures of history! Me gusta!
So, this museum is freaking gigaaaantic. It starts in Prehistoric time, cave peoples of Catalonia, then Medieval times of Catalonia, Gothic times of Catalonia...there are like subsets of subsets of exhibitions like This Gallery Floor: The Birth of a Nation - This Gallery: The Power of the Nobles - This Room: Under the Supremacy of the Feudal Lords like whoa INFO OVERLOAD
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This little kid is lifting a knight's suit of armor to see how super-heavy it was, while in the background another chick is riding a big model jousting horse !
INTERACTIVE HISTORY! THE BEST!

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Life-size medieval shoemaker's shop and house !! YES PLEASE

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Moi in the 1960s Catalan drugstore ! (Caaaan you tell I got slightly sunburned...)
The also had a life-size interactive reconstructed 30's theatre where you could watch filmstrips of Franco 'n' such, and a 50's schoolroom, and a bomb shelter from the Civil War, and kitchens from the 1600s, 1900s, and 1960s and AAAH LOVE IT.

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Beautiful evening sky on the waterfront!

Then I happened to come out of Plaze St Jaume RIGHT SMACK into the parade of Gigants, which was bizarro once again but cool! Then I went to a SUPER-SWEET Catalan bookstore with THE MOST GORGEOUS PICTURE BOOKS EVER IN MY LIFE I WANT THEM ALL.
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Borderline tears aaaah need Catalan children so I can buy 700 Euro worth of the most beautiful art books in the world.

Then. Okay. Yes. I just. Can't really express what occurred because, just, I've only had maybe two really basically religious experiences in my life and here came a third, and no wordssss but the gist is:
I came back to Jordi's like No thnx do not want to go to 8345 bars/discos tonight; I am tired and my feet hurt like HELL, and also wandering alone at night = scary. So I was eating the rest of my whatever falafal thing I had ordered with my Spanish skillez and had my feet up, when

BOOM

BOOM

BOOM

So I went outside onto the roof of Jordi's late-19th century apartment and it was the second night of huge fireworks displays down on the beach. I was far from the beach, but the sky in that direction was lighting up purple and red and gold, and I could allllmost see the fireworks so I made a very unwise decision and fearing for my life in a way I have seldom feared for my life before, I climbed the roof.

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and i clung to the side of the roof and looked down (waaaaaaay down) at the super antique apartments around me and the street lit up far below and the whole city was rumbling with these explosions and the sky lit up and it was warm out but started to drizzle and i may or may not have cried a huge amount as i tried to avoid falling 75 feet while behind old rooftops things were on fire and yep
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Then I went back inside once the rain was too hard and I seriously genuinely thought I might slip and actually die, and there was a LIVE FC BARCELONA GAME ON HELLZ YES !! Barca won 5-0 and it was sweeeet. Also I had Barca team chips to eat while watching haha.
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So, another day of awesomeness, Barcelona let me love you down.

Posted by dodie.does 06:35 Archived in Spain Tagged barcelona

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