Thanks Marge, and Mysteria! here's another from the day, last year.
Oops-health and safety...har har, we're on The Continent!
What excites me, is the determination to celebrate the effort, regardless. Living in Barcelona has taught me to appreciate the realness of things, and the pride of community.
Originally, I'm Scottish, Polish descent, and have lived most of my adult life in London. I always poo-pooed the Scottish and Polish effort against Oppression, mainly because it's played down. Here, in Catalunya, people bang pots and pans, and old ladies, sitting on the pavement, make paper flowers, to commemorate the people who have fought and died for their rights. I liked London for the same reasons; there are always marches, and gatherings happening to show something. Growing up in Scotland, I always wondered why nobody PROTESTED against the outside governmental implementations. It's no good to just take it.
Barcelona's an honourable place...highlighted by the council sending out pamphlets before the national day, reminding everyone to wear non-flammable head-gear, and please, could the teenagers keep the harrassment of la bombas down to a minimum?