Public unsanctioned art is a very touchy subject within most communities in the United States and abroad.  Here in Spain, it seems that on almost every street corner you will see some form of street art.  I was floored by the fact that in just about any community, big or small, there were wall tags or designs.  I’m not sure what some of the laws on street art here in Spain are but I would assume that it is illegal.  Illegal or not, it does provide some eye candy for me to look at on top of all of the other visceral sights and sounds that this beautiful place has to offer.

Zac

More graffiti in Barcelona

Really nice futbol stadium in the middle of Barcelona

Barceloneta Beach

Architecture outside the Arc de Triomf walkway

Arc de Triomf in Barcelona

Templo Expiatorio de la Sagrada Familia in Barcelona

Hotel Gaudí in Barcelona

These circle-in-a-square stones were everwhere in Barcelona

Meat booth at the Boqueria in Barcelona

Shellfish in the Boqueria

Pablo Picasso's old stomping grounds

Outisde of Pablo Picasso's old house/Picasso Museum in Barcelona

It feels just like home in Barcelona for some reason...

Christopher Columbus Monument in Barcelona

I have been without internet access since we left Barcelona the other morning so I have been unable to get a post up in the past few days.  Nonetheless, we finally arrived in Madrid after a long crazy day.  Barcelona was great in so many ways that I can’t do it justice in only one post.

Barcelona was a great city with a very interesting and complex people.  Although the people were a very passionate and hard working bunch (from what I noticed), they also seemed to value the arts and leisure.  Barcelonians definitely knew how to have a good time and this was made apparent when we walked along Barceloneta Beach at night.  The nightlife was definitely very lively and energetic, even until the wee hours of the morning.  Aside from the nightlife, there was just so much to see and do that it was almost impossible to experience everything that the city had to offer in just three days.  Each morning I would wake up to the sound of just a few trucks humming about but as the day progressed other peripheral sounds and scents would seep into the airwaves.  I shouldn’t forget too much about Barcelona, at least how it looked, because I took close to 530 pictures.  Yeah, 530 pictures.

We did get into Madrid safely but not without a few crazy moments with airplanes and taxi drivers.  All is well though and I am comfortable in this new place that I will be calling home for the next few weeks.  More to come from Madrid!

Happy late Father’s Day Dad!

Zac