When you ask me to describe Barcelona in one word, I will probably drag you around in a circle like I always do when someone asks me to describe something in one word. There is no possible way any person could fully describe anything with a single word. I sometimes like to symbolize this moment as ´the moment when someone asks you if you like a girl´. Not only because of the fact that I drag the person around in circles until they give up, but also because there is no possible way high school drama can be apprehended with only one word, or in this case-- a yes or no. But of course if you really insist o having me regurgitate a list of boring words, I am only a URL away from an online thesaurus; but in full honesty, that is epically boring and something that any person can do. Instead, I will tell you a story of my birthday--yes that was today (better mark it in your calendar for next year, and the many years to come HINT HINT).
Now as you may have seen, I have titled this blog post ´Á Day in Review: Connections´. And what I wanted to stress in this blog post was the connectivity between our two cultures, and personalities. Coming from two different countries on the other side of the planet, this experience has been absolutely phenomenal but at the same time inspirational. Oh and of course ´éducational´ for our spanish cultural needs. But I find that it is the small obscure details that connect us. It´s not just the music and video games but its just that indescribable quality and tension that exists between our two groups of people. It´s human nature in a scientific sense, but I like to describe it as a common code that connects us to each other.
When I woke up this morning, my first thought was that it was my birthday. I´m being honest here. But my second thought was how this extremely kind host family was going to go about troubling themselves to celebrate my birthday. The result-- was impressive. From an absolutely fascinating science museum trip to a incredibly ´fresh´ restaurant experience, I have had undoubtedly the best birthday that I have had (yes parents, you have competition now). The next person who talks to me about Science World in Vancouver, I will chuckle in a polite manner and then suddenly change into an extremely dangerously serious expression and tell them that that museum is a joke--yes, its not even a joke, its really an excuse for a museum. I believe you have probably connected the dots and used your deductive logic to figure out that I only think this because I have visited possibly one of the most prestigiously designed science museums in the world-- The Cosmo Caixa. It´s massive, it´s cool, it´s funded by an extremely wealthy bank (not really during this recession but still very impressive), and of course it was very ´éducational´ as well. The museum features not only many historic artifacts ranging from fossils to ancient writing, but also many pavilions representing different scientific laws.
But wait, the fun didn´t end there. No, it never ends in Barcelona (not even in my sleep), but my heart stopped when I took a bite of Mariqueria Castro´s fish. Now I sound like some extremely spoiled travel journalist sponsored by some random travel agency. BUT ANYWAYS... this restaurant was able to effectively produce many plates of seafood to a very high quality. The food was fresh, and I could still taste the freshness even when it was cooked. A very fresh experience no? Now I´m just getting cheesy.
But to top off the entire day, was watching Chronicle in spanish, and also a very interesting game of bowling at you guessed it-- the bowling alley. The earlier seems more interesting, because I laugh when its not funny. It´s funny because thats what I do when I hear a single word I understand in spanish followed by a bunch of slurred sounds, very impressive how fast the dubbed speakers speak. So what happens when you mix a bunch of teenagers from two completely different futures together? Simple-- trouble for the parents and teachers, but a great time for the students and children. But now I must end my story here, not because I need to look ´sexy´ for anything, but because my spanish buddy is getting mad that I have written an essay and used it as an excuse for a blog. I think it could be much worse, but if he doesn´t stop me, I would probably write the internet here.
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