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Fiestas de Gracia 2009

As every year, beginning August 15 Gràcia parties, my neighborhood. Are decorated streets and squares, competing to see which is the most original, prettiest, etc.. Every night there is live music, and everything is full of people dancing in the streets.

Last year, before they started, we went for a spin to see what they had prepared. These are some of the pictures I took. The square

Rius i Taulet (renamed Plaza de la Vila) is preparing this flying dragon:


other streets in the ceiling was a myriad of birds paper. Neighbors come together throughout the year to prepare, without financial benefit they can get the input from local shops and the sale of beer and shirts on the street.


I loved the lady who smiles with each picture I made:


I have no very clear what was the theme of this street. But devils and dwarves are an interesting combination.


A dog with two heads:


Detail of a butterfly. I admire the effort and dedication of these people.


The Firebird, strangely with the colors of Spain:


In the street of the myths , the Minotaur:


And this huge centaur:


The Medusa:


In a street, in nostalgic mood, did with a huge wooden tram, referring to the historic Tram Blau Barcelona.


A side hung photos of the city a century ago. The street I was very good, though perhaps a little too much spending, the spirit for me is to much with little.

In another street
extolled the wonders of science. Here, an atom and prisms.


There are people who, on their own balconies also preparing for the party. Here, a reference to the English Civil War: the laboring poor, exploited, red is accused by the priest of the village church to Franco, who shot him in the summary trial.

In another street
embossing the virtues of wine

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here welcomed us to the streets of Wonders:





a chocolate house. They had put perfume, so I also had the smell of cocoa. The whole thing was a little hungry.


This was the winning street. Its theme was the fragility.


with recycled material and little money, had succeeded in creating a unique atmosphere.




In Plaça Rovira, the theme was the sea. Mineral water bottles had been filled with fish, and in between us expected a giant octopus.


The waiters were true pirates.


The decor was a bit precarious, but with a few cans and a little more able to protest against pollution in the Mediterranean (zero for me, too much for the Europeans).


In the street waiting for us fear a fly killer.




We arrived at Verdi Street, a commercial road win half the time, but last year there. The topic was the medieval world.






The walls even had cobwebs:


And to my friends computer geeks, a stampede of mice:


The squatters of the back street had decided to participate for the first time. It was the meanest streets, but the idea of \u200b\u200bhanging thoughts all was not bad.


For anyone who has not ever been, recommend Gràcia parties really worth it. Unless live next to a place without air conditioning, and 35 degrees have to close the window to hear your thoughts. And from here a warning: I have no problem going to bed every night at 4, but as they return to spend the trabucaires below my window at 8 am, throwing firecrackers without grace or public, I'll start to throw TNT cartridges to see if it looks fun.

For all this, the next day we fled to the quiet of Llívia, a town stuck in the middle of the Pyrenees.

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Aug. 14 went to a couple of coves near the Ametlla de Mar (the "Almendra de Mar" in Tarragona). We a small disagreement with our GPS, which seems to be very precise about beaches, and finished first in Cala Mosques , a hidden place, surrounded by luxury vacation homes inhabited.


A boy and a couple, the only ones who were on the beach. Anyway we did not stay long there because the soil was rocky and not very motivating to get cut all the sea. In addition, it was so hot we wanted some shade, and there was no hiding.


A mansion owned by a Frenchman, dominates the entrance to the cove.

quickly
we went to cala Xeroi , a place that reminded me of the Costa Brava. The sand was not such, but plenty of rounded stones of all colors. I filled a bag to give them to my brother and I went several times to the sea, which was touching 30 degrees.



Around four o'clock we went to eat at Altafulla and back to Barcelona. Missing a couple of days for holidays and travel Gràcia, my sister and my brother, to know Menorca.

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Cabo Rojo

Aug. 13 went to see Cap Roig ( Cabo Rojo), a self-cove the Costa Brava to the typical long, flat beaches of the province of Tarragona.


soon as we arrived we went immediately to the water. We walked a bit through the woods, and took the opportunity to eat at a large terrace situated by the sea.




In the afternoon, once we had enough beach, we went to Tortosa , a city that I wanted to know for some pictures I had seen on television. Located near the southern limit of Catalonia, a few miles from the border with Valencia.

During the English Civil War, the Battle Ebro was one of the most important, and the city was virtually destroyed. In 1966, Franco had built a monument to the fallen (to the fallen of the fascist side), to which various symbols have been removed but still survives the imperial eagle. There is, controversially, in the middle of river.


What I like about the city is a sense of abandonment. It seems that the locals have decided to let her go slowly destroying buildings, for lack of interest or money. Every so often you hear any news of a building that implodes buried within its inhabitants. In this photo, beside the river some buildings are slightly tilted forward and sides.


This I believe is the entrance to the cathedral in restoration work. The ladder was gone.


abounded in the street
Muslims and Gypsies (each in their neighborhood.) Tortosa seems to have been abandoned by the Catalans in the hands of emerging ghettos, which will surely make a living in field work. Despite its history and heritage, it seems that tourism is an important engine of the city.



I really like these buildings decline.


This I believe is within the Episcopal Palace, a beautiful and complex construction, which threw us a bit abrupt as it was already six o'clock.


But before I got to take some pictures.



The Franco monument of the Battle of Ebro, a little more closely, and with the sun in front so you do not see anything.


Throughout Spain there are still some commemorative plaques. In Catalonia, Castilian plates are usually Franco. This particular one probably is, because it reminds a right-wing tortosí became mayor of Madrid, was able to fight a cholera epidemic in the city, and had to resign for corruption. Seems to be one of those heroes of the past from the English.


The destruction of some buildings is complete. Behind this elaborate entrance to a church there is only rubble and overhead (almost extinct in the rest of Catalonia).


In what was perhaps the central plaza, the glazed corner cries out for a second chance. In Barcelona, \u200b\u200bits value would be incalculable. Here, not even squatters.


buildings as if they were drunk, stumble in different directions. When you go forward, they need to rely on the front.


We went walking Castillo de San Juan , initiated by the Romans but built mostly by Muslims. Much of Spain was under Muslim rule for 7 centuries, including Tortosa. Now, the main construction works as a luxury hotel.



Castle controls the city and river.


Below is the Cathedral, which has a quite particular and left, with tiled roofs, the Episcopal Palace. For this image I wanted to know Tortosa.


A good example of an empty building, waiting for someone to decide to invest in the city rebuilding everything inside. I know a few buildings and Catalans who buy, restore the facade and other items of interest, and are built inside an upscale home. This unfortunately is a common practice among gypsies and Muslims, the inhabitants of this old town. The South Americans are not quite to restore, in fact. I guess for lack of roots.


The Ebro runs through the city.



the Cathedral Close



One of the walls and towers of the castle.


Far away across the city, another fortress, connected by an ancient wall.


Behind the wall, the former farmland.

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Well, surprisingly wide, protected by a fence.


access ramps, made of stone, try to keep the style of the castle. Here there has been a good restoration.



This structure, with pulleys at the corners, left me puzzled. I wonder what it was, really.


seems that a neighbor decided to brighten up the neighborhood by painting your attic red.


And another rose.


A server, confirming that people a few decades ago was lower.


were about to take a walk to the Virgin, but there seemed to be a buzz.


The rent of this place should be inexpensive. Yes, I would not do a window in that wall, which seems to hold half the building.


Here, a sunset over the river. "


a couple of years ago, during a drought, there was some controversy because Valencia wanted to be part of the Ebro diverted to their land (possibly need to open another hundred golf courses). The tortosí and Catalans in general disagreed. In fact, the Ebro is declining in the amount of water withdrawn for agriculture, so water is not enough.

I liked
this building, which is actually a fast food chain. We asked a couple of sandwiches (in Argentina, "sandwiches") and went back to the hotel.