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Another Day in Barcelona – Gaudi and Park Güell


10/20 – today we dedicated ourselves to seeing Park Güell, designed by Antoni Gaudi at the turn of the last century. Gaudi’s unique architectural style looks like a cross between Willy Wonka’s Chocolate Factory, and a soft-serve ice cream cone (my architect brother-in-law Paul would probably cringe at that description). He designed with curves instead of lines and edges, and wanted buildings to look like they grew in place.

We navigated the Metro and a city bus to get to the outskirts of the city. After standing in line for 45 minutes to purchase tickets, we were the proud holders of passes that would let us enter the Monument Area in an additional 90 minutes. We used the time to stroll the paths and wooded area, where musicians played for spare change and vendors hawked trinkets and bottles of cold water:

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We had a nice view of the city and could make out the Mediterranean Ocean in the distance:image

The park was originally supposed to be a real estate project to provide country estates to Barcelona’s well-to-do, but the project failed, as it was too far from the city (in 1900).

At exactly 14:30, we were permitted to enter the Monument Area, along with 398 of our closest friends. The park allows 400 people in each half hour, to prevent excessive wear on the monuments. The porter’s lodge, located at the entrance, looks like a gingerbread house, with fanciful window casings and curved ceilings inside: image

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Right across from the entrance is an ornate flight of steps: image

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The steps lead to the hypostyle room, which is 86 columns topped by a multi-domed ceiling, originally meant to serve as an open-air market: image

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I appreciated the opportunity to see Gaudi’s work up close, and we identified several more of his buildings in the city on the bus ride home. Fanciful, fun frippery!
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It is inexhaustible

From Jim…

Beinghere


We took the morning bus from Finesterre to Santiago and got a room close to the train station. I hung up our clothes and looked at the rain from our window.

The next day, we took the train to Barcelona. We went to the cathedral and saw the 13 geese who live within the cathedral walls. I heard that no one knows how the geese arrived and that it was miraculous that there were 13 of them. This may be incorrect. We overheard a tour guide say that there were originally 13 doves but the doves flew away.The number 13 corresponds with the age at martyrdom of the patron Saint Eulalia. The Romans put her in a knife studded barrel and rolled her down the street. Apparently this was one of 13 tortures that she experienced for refusing to reject Christianity in the year 303.We went into the cathedral, moving…

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