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Human Towers in Barcelona

September 9th, 2010

The beauty of “shiny object travel” is that you happen upon a lot of random things you would never find in a guide book. While walking around Barcelona, I saw groups of people who were similarly dressed, all heading to a park.

So I followed them. Not in a creepy stalker way, more like a IMGP1652“What’s all this then?” way.

I had chanced upon a long running Catalan cultural event – Castells. Like other uniquely Spanish activities (see Running of the Bulls and La Tomatina), it’s a unique, crazy and totally random pursuit.

The premise is pretty simple – groups of people get together and train to build human towers of various heights and configurations. In practice, though, they are incredibly well choreographed and experienced so they know exactly when to ascend and what their positions are.

On this afternoon, there were 3 groups from different communities around the area. Each took turns creating their towers, with four rounds per group for a total of 12 towers – all with a unique configuration and varying levels of difficulty.

Step One: The Wrap. All participants are wrapped with a long sheet of fabric. This serves a few purposes – as with a weight lifters belt, it stabilizes the person’s spine for the load they’re about to carry. It also provides creases and foot holds for the people climbing to higher levels.

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The wrap is extremely tight for those who are in the middle sections of the tower. This woman put her full weight into ensuring her friend was snug in his rug.IMGP1519

Step Two: The Foundation. The bulk of the members of the team (and the bulkiest members of the team) all group together, pressing hard against each other, raising and clasping fists. In this, there is no competition between teams as others join in to ensure the base is as stable as it can be (hence the mix of green, brown and purple shirts at the bottom level). The team creates its own foundation, then other groups fill in around the outside to keep the pressure on.IMGP1564

Then, the climbing begins. Each group has its own little band of pipers that plays musical accompaniment as the tower gets taller, finishing with a fanfare at the completion.IMGP1597

Step Three: The Ascension. One level at a time, the tower is built – each person knows their position, their role and is acutely aware of the people above and below who depend on them. As you might expect, the people get smaller as the levels get taller.IMGP1599

The participants on the lower levels clench the collars of their shirts in their mouths to prevent any of the climbers from getting caught up on their way to the top.IMGP1666

Step Four: The Crown. Finally, the tower is completed when small children (average age of 7 – 10) climb to the very top, stand on the shoulders of the person below, then wave their arm in the air to signal the successful completion. Some groups get as high as 9 levels, though on this day they topped out at 7.

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A successful tower is followed by a quick descent, with kids sliding down as though they’re sliding down a fireman’s pole. The children wear protective helmets in case of any mishaps. There were none I saw, nothing even close. I was told that it’s been many years since there were any injuries of any significance.

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Finally, a short video of the final stages of one of the towers I saw built so you can see it in action:

Have you seen any interesting and unexpected activities during your travels?

Postcards From Valencia: Something New

September 2nd, 2010

The historic center of Valencia was certainly my favorite part, but I have to showcase some of the amazing architecture that’s a bit newer. As you travel further along the Jardines de Turia, the tone moves from sports and gardens to art & culture, which are housed in buildings that are stunning in their own right. Art, science, music, oceanography and history all have homes in the complex.

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An overview of the City of Arts & Sciences (aka Ciudad de las Artes y de las Ciencias).

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The finest in Cylon architecture –

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The Hemispheric.

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A side view of El Palau de les Arts Reina Sofía

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L’Oceanogràfic in the back (largest aquarium/Oceanography park in Europe) and El Puente de l’Assut de l’Or – a bridge with only a single pillar, using enormous cables for support.

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El Museu de les Ciències Príncipe Felipe – built to resemble the skeleton of a whale.

Postcards From Valencia: Something Old

August 31st, 2010

Valencia was one of my favorite cities in Europe. It was beautiful from one end to the other. The only frustration for me was the propensity for them to plant TREES everywhere, making unobstructed photos quite a challenge. Damn you, Valencia, and your dedication to greenery!

The city has some marvelous features, including buildings ranging from ancient towers like the Torres Serrano and Torres Quart, beautiful plazas, churches, government offices and even some amazing banks.

A few of my favorites:

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Mercado Cento – the main market in town for purchasing fresh (really fresh) meats and vegetables. Some of the beauty of this part of Spain comes from the use of tile and ceramics in the exterior of buildings. The market is one of the best examples of this.

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Inside the market. I thought about buying a rabbit on a spit, but they wouldn’t let me start an open flame in our hotel.

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Placa de adjutament – one of the main plazas in the city and the home to many of the government offices for Valencia.

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The most impressive piece I saw was this carved alabaster entryway at Palau del Marqués de Dosaigües, which houses the ceramic museum.

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One of the best features of Valencia is the Jardines de Turia park. The Turia river was prone to floods, so in 1957 they decided to divert the river outside of town. With the space that was left, they created a wonderful park with several kilometers of gardens, sports facilities, jogging and cycling paths, playgrounds, fountains and ponds.

 

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Nighttime shot of the Placa de Adjutament.

Postcards From Madrid

August 25th, 2010

A few photos from Madrid, for your viewing pleasure. Click on any photo to see the full Flickr gallery.

IMGP1257Don Quixote and Sancho Panza. I’ve never actually read the book (or seen the musical), but I’ve always felt a kinship with Quixote. There’s something about his combination of a little crazy and a little starved for attention that speaks to me.

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Architecture in Madrid is wonderful. While it lacks the consistency of Paris, the varying styles mesh together nicely.

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The Palace Hotel – the place where Mata Hari often stayed, along with other notables like Hemingway, Dali and Picasso. And Lamar Odom.

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The Atocha train station. Another beautiful station. Inside this one is a complete garden and restaurant, as the newer section of the station is behind the old station pictured here.P1020041

Parque de Madrid. The park is huge – even on a bike, it took me nearly an hour to cover it all. Beautiful fountains, gates, flowers and activity areas throughout acres of park built in the 1800s.IMGP1255-1

Place de Espana.

Postcards of Bretagne

August 18th, 2010

The advantage to cycling through a region is you get to see a its beauty in a way you can’t from the window of a train. Here are a few pics I liked from riding the bike from Brest to Nantes, with stops in Quimper, Vannes, Lorient and St. Nazaire.

It’s a beautiful area – with ports, beachfront, farmland and some amazing scenery. Signs throughout are in French and Celtic due to the strong Celtic heritage of the area. I didn’t have time, unfortunately, but regular cruises around Vannes showcase an amazing bay with stunning islands and coastline.

 

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A quiet home miles from any town.

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I loved this house. It was like something you’d leave breadcrumbs to find your way back to.

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There weren’t a lot of them, but some homes still had windmills standing.

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In Bretagne, the tides are significant. Hopefully no one wants to go sailing this morning!

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Loved this bridge, on the road to Nantes.

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Brest is pretty bland architecturally because the town had the crap kicked out of it during WWII. The Allies bombed it to hell because the Germans were working on a sub there. So, all of the buildings are 50s, 60s and 70s style. But it has a massive chateau that withstood the bombing and has a very busy port. This pic is of a dry dock, which I’d never seen before. The gate opens, water fills it up, the ship floats in and then the dock is drained.

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Part of a garden and the old town walls in Vannes.

One Night In Paris

August 11th, 2010

I’m kind of hoping that titling this post after the Paris Hilton sex tape will increase the page clicks and get my traffic up. If you’re here to see that, please see the end of the post.

There are a lot of ways to spend a night in Paris. Some of my favorites were Cinemas Au Plein Air – outdoor movies at Parc du Villettes, where I watched A Clockwork Orange and Badlands. Of course, long evenings at a café over wonderful conversation and wine are a time-honored tradition. There are also dance clubs, of course, if you’re interested in waiting until midnight for them to open their doors (and are willing to dance until 5am).

But I have to say that the best night I had in Paris was spent at church. I know, that’s kind of an unusual thing for an atheist to say but this was no ordinary church.

Sacre Coeur has the distinction of being one of Paris’s most beautiful icons, while simultaneously offering some of the best views of the city AND night time entertainment when the occasion is right.

A quick walk up after dinner in Montmartre, sitting on the steps, listening to music, people watching and drinking beer with good company. It really doesn’t get better than this.

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Sacre Coeur as it looks during the day, shot from the Pompidou.

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Sitting on the steps of Sacre Coeur, you can see the city while drinking ice cold beer at a bargain price of 2 Euros a bottle. The first bottles we bought were actually so cold, they were partially frozen. Heineken is the beer of choice for all the illegal vendors wandering the hillside toting around coolers. Until les gendarmes show up and they all scamper away, disappearing into the folds of the terrain.

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Youri – a well known street musician, who frequently is found playing at Sacre Coeur amongst other places (including YouTube here). The crowd loved the cover songs, but his original tunes were actually wonderful. He talked about working on putting out a CD and I would actually consider picking it up, if he does.

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One of the best views of the city available, dusk from the steps – my photography cannot do the sight justice. As the sun goes down, the City of Lights shows how it got its nickname.

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Around midnight, the music and the crowds begin to subside as everyone heads to the last Metro.

And for those of you looking for sex tapes, thanks for staying around this long. Might I refer you to this site.

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A Versailles of Relief

August 4th, 2010

After yesterday’s rather maudlin journey to the world of hundreds of thousands of dead people, today’s going to be a light photo essay of Versaille. A truly beautiful palace “annex” – aka the royal weekend party house. Click on any pic to check out a bigger album on Picasa.

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Unusual Sights in Amsterdam

July 28th, 2010

Rather than post photos of things other people have shared a million times, here are a few things I found interesting in Amsterdam:

Sorry, I didn’t get any good photos of the guy who apparently died during his visit to the red light district (yes, DURING). But it was definitely interesting to watch the hullaballoo.

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Bikes were parked everywhere. The most in any one place was near the train station. This is about 1/3rd of a multi-level parking structure and bike parking area. Regardless of all the bikes, I was actually not comfortable riding around town. The way cars, bikes and trains cross paths, it’s like those old silent movies where the getaway car crosses the tracks milliseconds before the train rams it.

Bike parking by the train station.

Yes, yes. You’re comfortable with your sexuality. We get it. You don’t have to keep beating it to death. So to speak.

Nationaal Monument at Dam

I would estimate that 30% of bikes in Amsterdam are discarded and forgotten.

Bike or unique planter?

I thought it was cool that houseboats were apparently permanently moored by the canals.

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Is there even room for a Dalmation in this car? I hope the hook n ladder truck is a bit larger.

Fire department vehicle

In case you were curious how furniture gets to the 5th floor with those tiny little staircases.

A "ladder-vator"

And finally… I’m more terrified by what this sign might mean than anything else I’ve seen in Europe.

DNA spray - WTF??

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Antwerp: Quick Pics

July 21st, 2010

A few pictures from Antwerp to go along with ones from yesterday’s post.

The central clock tower in Antwerp

The top of the central clock tower

Sailors from the Tall Boat Races hanging from the mast.

Antwerp has the most beautiful train station I've ever seen.

Interior of the train station

Antwerp: Tunnel Visions

July 20th, 2010

One of the real gems of the trip that I wasn’t expecting was Antwerp. After a 60 mile ride from Bruges, I rolled up to the river and saw an amazing city skyline across the water.

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Bridge? What Bridge?

I had no idea how to get to the other side of the river and my Belgian isn’t quite upto snuff, so I was a bit lost. My GPS kept telling me to go across the water but there was no road to be found.

Lots of boats on the sides of the river. Maybe you have to be ferried across – seems kind of inefficient, but who knows? So, I explored the river bank. I rode a couple miles in each direction and still couldn’t find any way across.

Finally, I decided to trust the directions I was getting from my GPS and I zeroed in exactly on the place it was telling me to go. Lo and behold, there’s a building there. Inside the building, I discovered an ancient escalator. The entire thing was made of wood – the sides, th e housing, even the slats on the steps.

Carrying a 90 pound bike on an escalator was a challenge, but I was motivated by not wanting to kill the people below me if it slid down willy-nilly.

At the base of the escalator was the tunnel to get to the main part of the city. The tunnel was long and built for pedestrian traffic, of which there were thousands taking advantage (due in part to an event the city was hosting).

Hostel Territory

I checked in at the hostel, which was not my favorite. The place was essentially a bar with owners who decided to make a few extra bucks by renting out the crappy rooms upstairs – the floor of the bar patio was covered in sand, which meant everything in the hostel was, too.

The stairs were winding, as is the case in most old buildings in Europe, but these also added an angle of inclination with each step. By the time you got to the third story, they sat at about a 30 degree angle. God help anyone who had to climb those drunk.

Finally, the hostel (which housed about 30 people) had one restroom, one stall, one shower. I’m glad I shower in the afternoon since I’m off riding in the mornings.

Wanna Watch The Boat Races?

As far as the city goes, I lucked out big time. I arrived on the final day of the Tall Boat races. While the races were over by the time I arrived, I did get to see a nautical parade of old style sailing boats and their crews – including some who were hanging from the masts 120 feet up.

The city is really beautiful and it’s a place I’d love to go back to again for a longer stay. As it was, I was pretty exhausted so after an unexpected encounter with the city’s red-light zone (more on that in two days), it was time to head for bed and rest up for the next day’s ride to Rotterdam.