Not being satisfied with my tour of Barcelona, which consisted only of photo opportunities and amusing anecdotes about my prior trips here, the girls decided to go on a more traditional tour today, which probably involved learning things about Barcelona. That gave me a couple of hours to recuperate from last night, during which we had a wild party on our roof terrace until 8:00 and then went to bed.
Then, energized by a fresh supply of wine and cheese, we had another party on the roof terrace this evening. Unlike last night, we didn’t have a roomful of Europeans for Carolyn to entertain by explaining that not all Americans fit the stereotype they have come to understand from watching CSI reruns and reading Yahoo! News, so she explained it to us instead.
After which we went out for dinner. Tonight, the girls managed to stay up until 11:00 and I figure tomorrow we can really let loose.
On an unrelated note, northern Spain has an old tradition that reflects a very thoughtful, sensitive and contemporary understanding of the natural cycles of growth, harvest, consumption and returning nutrients to the soil that make an agricultural society prosper. Unfortunately, northern Spain has adopted this physical manifestation of that complex understanding, which means that no one outside of Spain ever takes it seriously. Honestly, these statues are everywhere, and people hang smaller versions of them in their Christmas trees, and when anyone makes fun of them, Spain says “what’s so funny? This is just how we express our desire for healthy crops next year.” In some ways, Spain is so misunderstood.
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