I was in Barcelona this February for a work trip. It was the very first time I was in Europe.
Before flying off, I read up on the festivals happening in the Spanish city. I was disappointed that the Feast of Saint Eulalia was on February 12 and that I would miss it by just one day.
I reached the city early in the morning. My hosts were still flying over so I had the chance to wander around the town.
Many shops were still closed and the weather was chilly. I walked to the tourist center and looked at the beautiful European buildings.
On my way back to the hotel, I heard lively music and wondered what street musician was making such a racket.
I ran down the empty alley toward the music. To my delight, the citizens were having a parade. I didn’t miss the celebration after all!
Lively trumpet and drums played throughout the parade. I stayed on, staring at the giant figures and the happy people.
Here’s a snap of some guy escaping his giant whateverthatis
I left the parade in the alley and wandered off again. I was also lucky enough to catch the human tower mentioned in the guidebook.
When my hosts finally arrived, the celebration had ended. *evil laugh*
This post is part of BootsnAll’s 30 Days of Indie Travel Project: Day 7: Celebrate.
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