“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance you must keep moving"
(Albert Einstein)
29/8/06
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FIB 2006
With your feet in the air and your head on the ground, try this trick and spin it, yeah, Your head will collapse, but there's nothing in it, and you'll ask yourself, where is my mind.....way out in the water, see it swimmin' ?
I was swimmin' in the Carribean, animals were hiding behind the rocks, except the little fish, but they told me, he swears, tryin' to talk to me to me to me, where is my mind....way out in the water, see it swimmin' ?
With your feet in the air and your head on the ground, try this trick and spin it, yeah, your head will collapse, if there's nothing in it, and you'll ask yourself, where is my mind...
I was swimmin' in the Carribean, animals were hiding behind the rocks, except the little fish, but they told me, he swears, tryin' to talk to me to me to me, where is my mind....way out in the water, see it swimmin' ?
With your feet in the air and your head on the ground, try this trick and spin it, yeah, your head will collapse, if there's nothing in it, and you'll ask yourself, where is my mind...
Panic on the streets of London, panic on the streets of Birmingham, I wonder to myself
Burn down the disco, hang the blessed DJ, because the music that they constantly play, IT SAYS NOTHING TO ME ABOUT MY LIFE, hang the blessed DJ, because the music they constantly play
On the Leeds side-streets that you slip down, Provincial towns you jog 'round, hang the DJ, hang the DJ, hang the DJ........
Could life ever be sane again ?, the Leeds side-streets that you slip down, I wonder to myself
Hopes may rise on the Grasmere, but Honey Pie you're not safe here so you run down to the safety of the town, but there's Panic on the streets of Carlisle, Dublin, Dundee, Humberside, I wonder to myselfBurn down the disco, hang the blessed DJ, because the music that they constantly play, IT SAYS NOTHING TO ME ABOUT MY LIFE, hang the blessed DJ, because the music they constantly play
On the Leeds side-streets that you slip down, Provincial towns you jog 'round, hang the DJ, hang the DJ, hang the DJ........
20/8/06
18/8/06
17/8/06
Correfocs de la Fiesta de Sant Roc
Lo correfocs son bestias, demonios, que danzan entre el fuego y con la gente. Son característicos de las fiestas religiosas de Cataluña. En sus recorridos van cargadas de petardos y fuegos artificiales y las escolta una banda de tambores, así es que es muy fácil contagiarse con las ganas de bailar y terminar "danzando entre el fuego". Algunos pueblos del interior de Barcelona cuentan con su propia bestia y para la festividad de Sant Roc concurren todos a la capital y hacen un recorrido por los alrededores de la catedral.
11/8/06
Fiesta Mayor de Gràcia
Esta es la fiesta que se celebra anualmente en el barrio de Gràcia, la zona donde vivo. Son 6 días de fiesta. Durante esos días las calles se llenan de escenarios y los cientos de bares del barrio salen a la calle. Para muchos, es la mejor fiesta que se celebra en Barcelona.
Gràcia fue un pueblo cercano a la antigua Barcelona. Tras el paso de los años y el crecimiento de la población se convirtió en uno de sus barrios.
Gràcia fue un pueblo cercano a la antigua Barcelona. Tras el paso de los años y el crecimiento de la población se convirtió en uno de sus barrios.
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