Out with a bang
A bizarre experience tonight, our last night in Barcelona. I can only describe it as being akin to trannying in a war zone.
We found out fairly recently that our last full night in town coincided with the festival of Saint Joan. From descriptions it sounded fantastic. A huge party all night with fireworks and beach parties until dawn. I decided this was something Becky HAD to partake in. So we got dressed up and headed out.
It's now 1 am. We got back about 2 hours ago and my nerves are still a little frazzled.
Imagine Guy Fawkes night, or the 4th of July. Now imagine that transferred to a city temporarily filled with several thousand pyromaniacs. Now imagine that EVERYONE gets given a lot of explosives and sets to making as much noise as dangerously as possible. On every street and plaza. All night.
We decided to call it a night when someone started firing what looked like a very real gun on a street corner near our block. The red glow of the fairy-light heart that hangs over the street outside our apartment never looked so welcoming!
Not a total disaster of a night though. I did get to see the superb Magic Fountain and took some great shots there.
Crazy latin types. Hope you get back in one piece Ms E and you have a good time in Mancunia.
I'll be thinking of you all whilst sitting on Waikiki beach, en route to Vegas. Shallow and boastful? moi?
Hasta la pasta
As for Kat...I was in Waikiki a couple of weeks ago. While I wasn't out later than 10:30 I could already tell that if you knew where to go and it was late enough, the tranny scene was amazing. They had those street performers like in New Orleans. One guys was totally silver! XD
it was such an impression!
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