Barcelona beats

Yesterday we went sightseeing... in the afternoon we took in the amazing colours and tastes of the local produce market, then in the evening, after googling "cheap Flamenco barcelona" we were sitting in an intimate little bar in the heart of Barcelona with a few handfuls of both locals and tourists for just a mere 5 euro watching an amazing Flamenco show. The male performers were so passionate, the beats were so strong, it was really powerful and there was something very organic about the whole experience. The locals clapped, there were calls of "Ola!" when the dances reached high levels of intensity and children danced around in the bar as their parents drank beer and sangria.

We went with two lovely Canadian girls from the hostel who were keen on celebrating Canada day... we bought some drinks and went back to the seedy hostel we are staying in where there was a party raging already that the poor security guard had no hope of quietening down. When we all finally got turfed out of the common room (go to street or go to sleep was what the security guard told us in adorable broken English) we just wandered. We were trying to go to bars but the group movement was too slow and we ended up spending the whole night in the streets of Barcelona, having conversations while sitting in gutters, walking down to the pier, and just soaking up the amazing atmosphere. At 5am in the morning the streets were still full... Las Ramblas never ever sleeps. We got back to out hostel around 5 where we tried to have a sleep in the stifling sweaty room. Im still surprised I got in to my bunk so quietly in the dark, Im on the top and there is no ladder, it´s quite a feat.

Barcelona is an awesome city though, I love it.