BARCABARCABARCA!

Barcelona. Where do I start? What an amazing city! If you ever get the chance to go, GO! In February 2012, I went with my Fine art Uni group (years 1,2 & 3) from Liverpool's John Lennon airport. Due to the fact that it was February, it was layers weather, but the sun was still glorious. the city oozed with culture and photographic/ artistic opportunities were around every corner. The Catalan people were kind and class, eccentric and just made it seem like you were part of a movie or needed a movie making about them. The food was simply beautiful. If it wasn't traditional Spanish and Catalan, they had other beautiful cuisine such as turkish ( of which were very hospitable) and they also seemed to really like German Bratwurst. The food was incredibly fresh from markets such as the 'La Boqiera' Just off 'La Rambla', not to mention the cocktails were made from fresh too! (and cheap). But the real reason we came was for the vast art scene, from street art, to shop windows, to the private collections and the BIG galleries, Barcelona is ART. I could easily live, nay, thrive here. I would like to describe so much more, but I would love for you readers to go and see for yourselves! 

Me captured by Sah's Fisheye camera outside the 'Fundacio Sunol' gallery, a private collection, and possibly the best curated show I have ever seen. 

One of the first years, a lovely Scottish lady, had very adept balloon skills and so we all sat in the airport learning balloon animals, here's my little doggie :)

Me ( the blurred one in the back) with ma friends in one of our favourite bars in 'La Bario Gotic' (Old Town) . It had world-wide beers and very local food. I experienced 'Beer Cocktails'. Yum.

There were so many vintage shops in Barcelona, I couldn't help myself! 

Me and my good friend 'Mark Edmonds' who found me once on a solitary, 'Psychogeographical' walk of mine around the city. 

More Beer.

Our Hotel, 'Erasmus'. Twas a brilliant place.

Our room.

Park Guell.

Gaudis famous Lizard in Guell.

There were loads of Photographers, natrually.

and musicians.

I signed to my friends to do the 'YMCA'. this was the result.

First glimpse of 'La Sagrada Familia', Gaudi's most famous and on-going work.

this is actually upside-down...nailed to a lamp post.

A wonderful designer food restaurant we went to on the first night. It showed you what you were eating first and it was 'Delicioso!

A Latino/Cuban bar. 

preparation for many'a'mojito. 

Entrance to the Dhali museum. 

Mucha fairy!

Aw, poor homeless love. 

Fav bar again.

Beer and seafood salad.

A marvelous cupcake shop run by this lovely American-Catalan lady.

I had a peanut butter and jam cake.

Zo and her Irish roots. mmmm Guiness.....

The music scene was sick! gigs left right and centre!

OMG. There was a flea market where I got absorbed! everyone had to leave me to return to the hotel I got that lost in it.

Glorious moments everywhere.....

Everywhere needs at least one of these sweet shops!

Another Gaudi.

Flowers for eating :D

Eat ALL the fruit!

The Dragon on the Orient.

This guy promoted the wax-work museum... didn't talk much though...

A Dhali fanatics, uh, apartment. He also seemed quite obsessed with his young.slender.blonde wife...

The bronze man preparing for show time.

The gold dragon guy putting his slap on for show time.

Manikin just chillin' having pealla...

...Made by this guy is suppose.

The showing of the 'festivale' floats. 

BABY DUCKS!!!!

BABY DINOSAURS!!!

Frozen yogurt shop. I had pomegranate and coconut. mmmmm. fresh.

Window white art.

My contribution to a communal art piece in the MACBA gallery. 

One of my favorite pieces in the MACBA. Its a comment on world wide religion.  

My religious offering was a sewing company coupon. Maybe the gods/god need their clothes fixing. 

Daddy Dave and Zo :)

Sah and Kyle :)

Another vintage shop where I bought a brilliant suede shirt.  

Coconut smoothie. Its goooood. 

I wonder what goose barnacles taste like?

All the shop windows in Barcelona, even the smallest shops, had awesome window displays.

Choozin the Boozin.

I thought this guy was interesting enough for a photo. I guess he thought other wise...

Bull Fight protesters. There were quite a few animal activists in the city. You go animal activists. 

Cheers in our favorite bar!

Zo prefers non-alchoholic, good girl.

A very high percentage lager 'Pink Elephant'. 

The door to the Dhali museum. 

A punk bag shop (made of recycled leather and tier's) on a bunch of designer shops into 'La Ramblas'. 

Well. I don't know if they stole the clothes, are homeless with donations or what, but I do like this image. A grungy long haired guy is helped to zip up a frilly pink dress by his friend as he effeminately holds up his hair.

A woman also puzzled by these guys. A lot of older ladies dressed like this. it was nice. She seemes just as puzzled by the dressing up people as I do.

A communal arts centre, promoting artists in the area.

An antique shop guarded by a lil' Jack Russel.

An old mountaineer shop. It was AMAZING!

A very local bar. I loved how we were the only English there. So stylish.

Mojito and Madonna movie projected onto the wall.

I had a savory crepe.mmmmm

Cheers.

The communal room in Erasmus. Goooood times people. Gooood times.

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This was a market wherein all the staff were having a fancy dress off. They even dressed up their stalls into a theme :D

A mask shop.

An amazing busker who earned loads in one go. 

Me infront of the Sagrada Familia.

Our leaving hat and balloon poop.

A massive gathering in the streets for the local weekend festival. From my understanding they held street festivals every weekend. It explains the frequently dressed up children and the vast amount of costume shops.

Beautiful Barcelona.