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| palau sant jordi (saint george's palace) |
: the olympic park built for the 1992 summer games in barcelona. the two pictures above and below are from there, and so as you can see, if you have any eyes, this place is stunning. below is the olympic stadium, where the track and field events were held. also i believe soccer, and other sports like long jump were there. i'm just guessing though, so don't take my word for it. inside the stadium was pretty cool...it was mostly a sea of empty white seats. i think i loved it so much because the whole place seemed to be remembering all the athletes that had been there years ago. it was dead quiet. besides natalia, carolina and i there were only a couple of people. as we were leaving i saw an asian lady standing by the railing, having her picture taken. as it seemed rather special, i found my mind suddenly imagining that she was a former olympic athlete who was returning to barcelona to relive her glory days, to relive the moment when she crossed the finish line first. the fastest lady in the world.
but she was probably just a tourist.
so yes. there were hardly any people there. we walked outside, sat by the water, took pictures, the whole nine yards. and we saw maybe one or two people. funny, because one of those was in my way when i was trying to take a picture. in all that space out there, the one person i ran into was in my way. hilarious!
after hanging out, seeing a view of the city and whatnot, we went back to catch the bus back down to la plaça espanya. ah yes, remember, this is part two to the previous post, "in the shadows of tall buildings".
once we were there, we went to las arenas, the former bullfighting arena. it was recently converted into a shopping and eating mall. we went inside, up the escalators, and walked around the outside top of the building. basically, there was a pretty good view of the nearer parts of barcelona. i saw joan miró's park, from afar. i think i have a picture, so that kind of counts as going there.
one thing i like about barcelona is that on three sides of the city, there are views of mountains, usually with a church on top of them. the other side is the sea, so no mountains there.
once we went back into the mall, we walked around for a while before getting an ice cream. there were so many good looking flavors, and the heat of the day was begging me to get the lime one. but i went for the nutella and coffee. it was great! i eat nutella ice cream at home sometimes...it's just kind of the thing to do, i'd say.
then we went outside, and walked up all the flights of stairs to el museu nacional d'art catalunya. carolina and i were talking about "the office", so we tried to explain it to natalia. "it's about daily life in an office...with a boss", "he's always joking and mean to people", "but he really likes them all", etc. it's kind of one of those things you need to watch for yourself. words don't work.
we arrived at the top rather hot and sweaty, but alive for all that. we sat down and enjoyed the view. during the night on thursdays-sundays there is a marvelous fountain and lights show here. unless i stay in town tomorrow to hang out with people, i'll not be seeing that. but it was pretty enough in the daytime, i'd say.
after that, we went back to las arenas, to buy some snacks, and then catch a metro and bus to the beach. we found a bench and sat and ate and drank for the next little while. we headed out at eight o'clock, met the family in la plaça catalunya at nine, and went home. during the metro ride, "cathedrals" was stuck in my head, and playing on my ipod. it seemed to sum up by day nicely. by the time we arrived, i was tired, my feet sore, and my shoes worn thin. i think we grabbed some food and showered and headed to bed. which for me, means staying up reading, talking to my parents and friends, and watching something until two or three in the morning. so that day, my dearies, was probably my favorite so far (maybe because starbucks was included, and olympics. can't go wrong with those two).
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| estadi olimpic |
once we were there, we went to las arenas, the former bullfighting arena. it was recently converted into a shopping and eating mall. we went inside, up the escalators, and walked around the outside top of the building. basically, there was a pretty good view of the nearer parts of barcelona. i saw joan miró's park, from afar. i think i have a picture, so that kind of counts as going there.
one thing i like about barcelona is that on three sides of the city, there are views of mountains, usually with a church on top of them. the other side is the sea, so no mountains there.
once we went back into the mall, we walked around for a while before getting an ice cream. there were so many good looking flavors, and the heat of the day was begging me to get the lime one. but i went for the nutella and coffee. it was great! i eat nutella ice cream at home sometimes...it's just kind of the thing to do, i'd say.
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| la plaça espayna |
then we went outside, and walked up all the flights of stairs to el museu nacional d'art catalunya. carolina and i were talking about "the office", so we tried to explain it to natalia. "it's about daily life in an office...with a boss", "he's always joking and mean to people", "but he really likes them all", etc. it's kind of one of those things you need to watch for yourself. words don't work.
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| museu nacional d'art de catalunya |
we arrived at the top rather hot and sweaty, but alive for all that. we sat down and enjoyed the view. during the night on thursdays-sundays there is a marvelous fountain and lights show here. unless i stay in town tomorrow to hang out with people, i'll not be seeing that. but it was pretty enough in the daytime, i'd say.
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| view from the museum |
after that, we went back to las arenas, to buy some snacks, and then catch a metro and bus to the beach. we found a bench and sat and ate and drank for the next little while. we headed out at eight o'clock, met the family in la plaça catalunya at nine, and went home. during the metro ride, "cathedrals" was stuck in my head, and playing on my ipod. it seemed to sum up by day nicely. by the time we arrived, i was tired, my feet sore, and my shoes worn thin. i think we grabbed some food and showered and headed to bed. which for me, means staying up reading, talking to my parents and friends, and watching something until two or three in the morning. so that day, my dearies, was probably my favorite so far (maybe because starbucks was included, and olympics. can't go wrong with those two).
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| statue-guy and i |
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| barcelona beach |
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