Moments of serendipity came upon Jagger and me in Barcelona.  We found ourselves in spots of brightness.

Take a narrow, twisting street with balconies overhead.  Add a group of folks wall-to-wall, following the flow of drums.  Add two Canadians.  And you have this:

I tried sending the video but it didn’t work.  Strangely a few days ago, in a post called “Barcelona Begins”, everything was fine.  So you can see it there.

Even in the photo, I bet you can hear the music and feel the energy.

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And now more stumbling.  Jagger and I came to a small square.  Lots of colourful people were filling the place.  Some had red shirts, some blue, purple, green.  Every shirt had a little embroidered badge, which I couldn’t see well.

I sat on a bench and started talking to an old fellow – he speaking Catalonian, me English.  We smiled a lot.  Jagger went off to buy a bandana.

Excitement was building.  Something cool was going to happen and I wasn’t going to miss it.

The clock struck 12:00.  Three blue folks entered the square to applause.  They were piled on top of each other.  Then the same for the other “teams”.

Soon the pièce de résistance … human pyramids.  Ten or more men and women extended their arms to the middle and grabbed each others’ hands.   Three burly guys got on top.  Then layer after layer of human beings, each standing on shoulders below.  Finally the kids, with one bambino or bambina at the top of it all.

As the little one soared …

Thunderous applause!

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O Barcelonians … you’re so alive