So, I had vowed this morning not to take any more pictures as i was sure my camera had quite enough of my constant zooming and focusing and snap-shoting. but, when I arrived here tonight, back in Barcelona, i soon realized that there was a celebration going on. at first, at the train station, when i told the taxi driver where to take me, he was crotchity(sp?) and rude but he put my backpack in the trunk and told me to get in. he was "ay yaye yaye" the entire drive. i just rolled my eyes and tried my best to make small talk. Oy vey. so as we neared my stop, he announced something in spanish that I took to mean "this is as far as I take you, now pay and get out". the streets were blocked off. the crowds were huge and i was uncertain what was happening. I knew it had something to do with the FC Barcelona futbol because everyone was dressed in the teams colors and flags were flying from every terrace. luckily, i was close to where my hotel was and i asked a japanese woman if she spoke english (i have found that if you look like a foreigner you likely speak english). she explained that a parade was about to start. i wandered down the street to my hotel, dropped off my backpack (which have i told you weighs 33 lbs?)(well, before gifts for nick) and went back out to the streets to watch the celebration. It was amazing. They chanted, they cheered, they laughed and celebrated and that was all before the team was driven through the area.
Check out this video. I was getting trampled toward the end, but i maintained my stance to bring this special event to you, my fans.
Here are some pictures of this most audacious event.
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aw, so you are home at last. i want to know how you feel now that you are home! miss you lots.
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