Fire Cloud...
An irregular marking on the exterior of Native American pottery: usually resulting from burning fuel coming in direct contact with the vessel during firing

Thursday, 24 April 2014

Barcelona #3

We start the day by grabbing a taxi and heading up to the big Montjuic park to see the Palau Nacional Musue d' Art  De Catalonia. We take a few photos and walk down to the Spanish Village which is a little like Disneyland.


A view of Barcelona from the Art Museum on the hill.


View though a fence...


The Spanish Village is called "Poble Espanyol" which translates to "Spanish People"...they have cobbled up representative architecture from many regions, but the real purpose is to extract maximum tourist Euros from restaurants, dress shops and chocolatiers....


I thought at first that I wouldn't like the place, but they threw in a nice modern art museum with lots of Picasso stuff...The picture below is a light fixture from a belt shop since no pix are allowed in the museum.


Lots  of cute little kids in the Poble Espanyol...


We take the L3 from the Placa Espanya three stops to the bottom of the Rambla...This guy is singing "dance me to the end of love....I give him half a Euro...he's singing it in English so the sounds are approximately right but if you listen the words aren't even close....we ran into that in Paris where everyone in "La Swing" restaurant took turns singing "Summertime"...Your daddy's rich and your momma's good looking...


"Summertime" was written by Gershwin whose use of the pentatonic scale (C-D-E-G-A) in the context of the A minor tonality and a slow-moving harmonic progression that suggests a “blues.”


We wander the twisted streets of the old city looking for the big cathedral...eventually it turns up..


Tomorrow I will leave the sports coat home...it was about 70F or 21C and  very warm in the sun...


Gaudi designed the music hall...we will try to take the tour in the morning...the rest of the pix are of the hall...there is a percussion concert Sunday I'd like to do....


Saturday my nephew has invited us for lunch...he and Marta and the kids moved here from Florida a couple of years ago...





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