Montjuic

Montjuic means ¨mount of jews¨, but more importantly it is where the Joan Miro museum is. This is my favorite spanish painter because of his use of colors and crazy, off the wall symbols which make no sense, unless you contemplate it. Anyway, I enjoyed it very much. And, I even bought two pictures that I will be framing when I get home and putting them right over my bed. Perfect! Montjuic is very pretty; a lot of it is a park, so there were fountains and trees everywhere and beautiful flowers that filled the air with their aromatics.

Yesterday we saw yet another wedding in a very old church made by sailors and fishermen as a symbol of Catalan culture. It took the side of Franco during the Spanish Civil War, so the civilians turned on the church and burned all the wood inside. Now, a continuously burning flame sets outside the church to remind any passer by that Catalan culture will live on forever. Besides the church, Mom and I went to an amazing restaurant last night. If anyone is going to Barcelona anytime soon, or ever, you have to eat at lonja de tapas. We had the seafood paella. Amazing. It is a pan of rice boiled in a mix of seafood (including mussels, squid, langostinos, etc) and saffron (which I found out cost about 4 euros for two sprigs). We sat there and ate as much as we could, and still ate more because we didn´t want the amazingness to get thrown away. The flavors last forever in your mouth, and just make you want to continue. Very memorable.

Another very memorable moment was when mom and I decided to wander a side of Barcelona we hadn´t seen yet. Well, there is a reason. We walked a little ways off of La Rambla and found the red light district. Prostitution is legal in spain, but pimping is not. So, it was very interesting to see the women lining the streets. Yet, another cultural experience to add to my list. What is going to happen today?