Brocelona

Hey kids. Uncle Sauce here. Yeah, I'm still here! Feverishly thinking of ways to entertain you! Experiencing everything there is to see and do in Paris! Forgetting that this blog exists! Just kidding, I've just been very lazy. Lot's of fun to catch everyone up on. Few weeks ago, went to Barcelona for Toussaint break. As in, "I am going Toussaint Tropez for a week in the middle of the semester, even though in France school is a joke and we have class once a week". Barcelona, for those who aren't initiated, is on the Mediterranean coast of Spain, not to far from their border with France. It's in a region called Catalonia (or Catalunya), which, disappointingly, does not mean that it is run by a council of all-powerful cats (Many of whom would, ostensibly, have been educated at the Veterinary School where I have rugby practice). That I know of. Also, Barcelona, it turns out, is siiiiiiiick! We had an awesome time. I was there with Koko "doesn't need a nickname" Fisch, Elaine "Schmelly" Cheung (sorry), Christian "My hair is gorgeous" Lalonde, Ivy "Icy" Johnson, Hannah "Grace" Eidman, and Peter "Michael" Rothe. We stayed with Koko's friend from highschool, named Ki, who is awesome, and who lives in a giant old warehouse which is now a space for artists to live. It was, I can truthfully say, the coolest living situation I have ever observed, and probably will ever see, unless they figure out a way to replace the walls with glass and put it underwater (or white sauce). It's basically become 13 little apartments on 2 floors, with these massive common areas on both floors, one of which was basically designed for large smokeouts / photography shoots, and the other being a large communal kitchen. Not that we spent a ton of time there (we spent a ton of time there.).

Temple of Sin/Our house for a week

But, we also saw and experienced a lot of Barcelona. La Sagrada Familia, designed by Antoni Gaudi, who probably was drinking a lot of pineau, was truly magnificent. It has yet to be finished, because its design is truly unique/time-consuming, and also probably because Gaudi himself died during its construction because he stepped out into the street to admire it, and was promptly flattened by a truck whose driver was doing the same thing. Seriously. The building looks like a normal cathedral which God saw and decided to build a dripcastle on top of, because he had just been at the awesome beach a mile away. Parts of it are gothic, other parts look like something out of Dr. Seuss. On the inside, which also isn't finished, the columns look like they turn into trees midway up, and the branches become the supports for the ceiling. Seriously, seriously cool. We also went to the Picasso Museum, because there aren't enough museums in Paris, and definitely not one devoted to Picasso, but this one was also pretty interesting. Picasso evidently forgot what things looked like about halfway into his career, but before that he was pas mal. Also, he had this hilarious phase where he painted pottery, and the stuff looks exactly like crap I used to make at Made By You as Christmas presents for my parents. Someone probably told them they needed more art at the museum so they got their kids to throw some glaze at the china collection. At least, that's how it looks to my trained eye. We also went on La Rambla, which is very beautiful, as well as Parc Guell, another Gaudi masterpiece/pineau-induced vision. If Sagrada Familia is the church of Whoville, then Parc Guell is their little town square/mountain/performance space. It also has an insane view of the entire city.

WHOOOOOOAAAAAAAAA

But probably the highlight of the trip was going to see FC FREAKING BARCELONA play on one of our last nights there. We got the tickets like, a day before, and it turns out they were ENORME. Me and Christian were sitting probably 20 rows back, and we were facing goal for 3 Barca goals, all of which were scored by Messi (game ended 5-nil. Suck it, Mallorca!). If you're reading this, Lio, nicely done.

This is where we were sitting.....

Of course, the beach was also nice- yes, it was still beach weather there, if anyone saw my previous post- although I'm still trying to forget the image of 70 year old bare breasts which has been seared into my retinas. We also went out clubbing/barring most nights, which was great- especially the Razzmatazz club, the largest in Barcelona, where we danced until literally 6 in the morning. The highlight of Razzmatazz was definitely seeing our 20-something housemate, Caesar, boogie down on the dance floor. Previous to this episode, we had thought for sure he was like a super-hetero Australian brah, because he never wore a shirt and would do pullups on this rope outside his room in front of everyone. But the way he got down on the dance floor was, may I say, flamboyant. He was completely ignoring this gorgeous Australian girl who had come to visit him, and who we had assumed was his girlfriend, because he couldn't get enough Ke$ha. Pretty drole, if you ask me. Overall, Barcelona definitely gets approval from the Sauce. Don't forget to try their cava, or the paella. A bientot! Also, AI, we should look into getting a Tumblr. Gotta give the people visual aides.