Today was amazing!!! I got to go to Colonial Guell, which is a city/colony commissioned by Guell that included many gifted architects including Antonio Gaudi. It was like Burning Man in that it tried to create a civilization and culture that worked together and was unlike the default world. They all worked for him in his textile industry and he, in turn, gave them better lives and wages than they would have working in the city.
I found the ruins of an abandoned castle and explored them for a while. On the way back to town I had an epiphany about my life and found myself crying at the train station. Once I got back to town I went to the main art museum and danced the night away with friends from the hostel
Today I woke up early and went to Colonio Guell. I took the L1 metro to the S33 train for $15. When I got there I had Paella and a half liter of Sangria. Apparently they don’t serve food there until 1pm, so I had to wait for a bit. This was a city/colony commissioned by Guell that included many gifted architects including Antonio Gaudi. It was like Burning Man in that it tried to create a civilization and culture that worked together and was unlike the default world. They all worked for him in his textile industry and he, in turn, gave them better lives and wages than they would have working in the city. It was different than Burning Man in that they still had many trappings of traditional civilization like money.
I had an epiphany (possibly sangria induced) on the way to the train and felt like I had wasted my life and was running out of time. The first 30 years of my life I’ve spent living the American dream. I got a Master’s degree, a great job that makes a lot of money, bought a house and several fast vehicles, and enjoyed life in general (I like to have a good time). And yet I’m still not happy. I feel that the only way to redeem myself is to spend the next 30 years helping other people, changing the world, and creating communities. Then the last 30 years, or however many I get, I can sit back and enjoy the fruits of my labor. I really have to start now, though. Only so much time…
On the way back to the train i saw a castle in middle of the forest and went to check it out. It turned out to be ruins of an old castle that was used to fend off the Arabians called Torre Salvana. It was filled with graffiti and was very dangerous because it was missing roofs, floors, and some areas in between. I climbed the entire thing and took pictures before getting the hell out because I didn’t know if I was supposed to be there. I fell asleep on the train home and woke up 40 minutes later, going the opposite direction, one stop before where I got on. Apparently the train swapped directions at the end.
After making it back to town I got a doner-kebab, because what Euro trip is complete without one, and went to the National Catalunyan Art Museum. Unfortunately, it was closed so I had to go back to the hostel.
We had a sangria night at the hotel again, but nobody showed up until really late. Some people went out to the clubs after that, but I decided to hold out and wait for the group I had been hanging out with previously (and all the girls of course). It took me 2 hours to rally the troops, but eventually we got everyone and headed to a bar called Mint. I went back to the bar to meet up with everyone and all the people from the hostel kept giving me free shots and the mint drinks on special. After that we went to club opium. This club was right up my alley! They had techno, good DJs, and tons of women. It was right on the beach and much classier than the others I had been to.
We danced the night away and eventually went to find the party on barceloneta beach. Unfortunately there was no party so we went back to Opium. After that all my happiness was drained. I don’t know why, but if I don’t have alone time and am very outgoing for long periods of time it drains me and I’m in a horrible mood. Nothing happened and nobody did or said anything to set me off, but I had to go. I ditched everyone and went back to the hostel.