Today Deanna and I decided to head up to Montjuic…a mountain with a park and an Olympic stadium on it. We had our route all figured out. We would take the subway to the entrance, walk through, and take the funicular down.
Once we got off the subway we were at the entrance of the park and found an auto show…right in the middle of the entrance…that cost 10euro. So, we found a way around.
It was a nice walk. At the Olympic stadium we saw a huge tower. Deanna said she had read a story somewhere that the tower was where the Olympic flame was and it was lit by an archer who shot a flaming arrow up to it. As a safety measure they used a really combustible fuel so that even if the archer missed by less than 6 feet it would light. I have a lot of pictures.
As we walked along and got right up by the actual stadium Deanna got out her Barcelona book and read that the tower we were looking at was actually an artsy telephone tower, and that the flame was in a dish on top of a tower right along side the tower. Same story for how it was lit. I took a picture.
We then walked around to the other side of the stadium where the road was. This is where we found the tower that held the Olympic flame at one point. So, we saw three potential flame towers, one being real.
Our goal from there was simply to find the funicular and ride down. We looked for a bathroom along the way an stumbled into the Olympic museum…and it was free! It was a cool place with a lot of historic info, like how the Marathon got started (a soldier ran the 40k from Greece to Marathon at full speed to deliver a message and died of fatigue…something like that), and that the Olympics happened for about 1000 years before Christianity shut it down in the late 300s. Until it started up again in 1898. Seeing old equipment next to modern equipment was interesting…especially archery. A wooden bow next to a carbon bow with the sight and that aiming bar and all that jazz.
We made it back and later in the day watched the Spanish Ballet group (flamenco stompy clicky dancing). Three women and one man. It made us think my sister could get a job on the ship doing that. At the very end while the Cruise Director was making his announcements on of the dancers came out without the dress part on to get something from the stage…thinking a curtain was closed so she could go out. Everyone saw her except the cruise director. It was hilarious and awkward.
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So there are things happening on Sunday. Hooray! - j.c.
(i like that stompy clicky dancing)
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