La Mercé is a famous festival in Barcelona celebrating their patron saint, Sant Jordi (st. george). It basically is an excuse to do fabulously dangerous things, skip work, drink too much and live with no regards to the next day. I'm a fan.
This is correfoc. translation: run with fire. we get there and there is this huge explosion (picture). I guess that is perfectly normal. this is the point where I thought I was going to die. Also, it is normal to dress up as a terrorist, covering your head with cloth and wearing goggles. It was probably completely PC of us to make bombing jokes. We're not that close to madrid.
this is when we decided to run to the sides as to not be burned alive. at this point I am hiding on the ground with my arm in the air trying to get good pics. I was pretty much stuck between 2 eighty yr old women. pretty hot.
This is the mtv show at forum. It was AMAZING. I saw like 3 acts. 2 on saturday night and 1 on sunday. I think the first I saw was Femme Fatale but I'm not sure. I also saw Cassius and Deluxe. All were awesome and I got super close, like touchable status. If you look on my flickr you can see that there was literally 1 million people there. Not even kidding. We randomly ran into poeple from irvine. they could tell we were american (who could guess) and were talking to us and had graduated from UCI. one girl was super chill and had studied here, went back and graduated and then came back to spain to work. I'm like hmmm, buen idea (parents- don't freak out).
Font Magica at Montjuic/Plaça Espanya. This is this amazing fireworks show that lasts for about 40 minutes and is synchronized with music. They played everything from the Beatles & Rolling stones to Avril Lavigne & Beyonce. I took about a million pics which all look about the same. Here is a pretty descent one.
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It`s hard to describe the incendiary atmosphere spread all over the city.We arrived in Barcelona in the middle of this fiesta:getting out of the car in Plaza de la Seu I`ve found myself into a circle of people who were dancing sardana; so, we put our luggage in the middle of that circle near other handbags and shopping baskets,and we begun to learn how to dance it.People of Barcelona were amazing trying to show us the steps.(very difficult !) On the second day,late in the evening after a good meal and a huge glass of sangria it was time to learn samba in Sant Jaume Square.
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