So in Providence, they have something called Waterfire, during which huge bonfires are lit along the river by spooky, hooded RISD kids while ominous music plays in the background. In Barcelona, my experience with water and fire has been entirely different.
The other night I joined some friends to see the “singing fountains” in a part of the city called Montjuïc, whose name comes from the large mountain in the area that demarcates one of Barcelona’s borders. Essentially the fountains spray colored water (made so by the reflection of colored lights) along to dramatic, often classical, music. For the show we attended, the fountains came to life during “Chariots of Fire” and Queen’s “Barcelona” –how appropriate. Here are some photos:
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A few nights ago, I went with some friends to a much-talked about bar called Chupitos. Chupito is Spanish for shot, and, ahem, this was entirely a shot bar. They had a long, long menu with perhaps a hundred or more different combinations of shots that would make your head spin (in more ways than one). Several friends of mine had heard about this place from friends or siblings who had studied in Barcelona before, and it proved to be worth the hype.
In one word: fire. Most of the chupitos seemed to require that they burst into flames. Photos below:
The sticky, sweet substances in our chupitos were ultimately mixed in such a way as to be rendered unidentifiable but to the most advanced of palates, yet we left Chupitos in good spirits, knowing we’d be back. And so we were…the very next night.
Hey Abby,
Love the blog! One ? for you, what is an RISD kid??? Hope you are having a blast!
-Cousin Jay