The most magical/scary part of the festivities in Spain is the Correfoc or fire parade. If it’s your first time in Barcelona, you are guaranteed to be completely unaware of what is going to take place and stroll up to the parade in your summer gear, expecting nice costumes and some music. Well there are costumes and music but more than that, there is fire. And lots of it. Being sprayed at the crowd, while happy locals jump and dance around in the fire.
This year I came well equipped for the daemons and dragons with a winter hoodie, long pants and a strong desire to dance in the fire. And it was amazing! This was a much much smaller parade then we are going to see in La Mèrce at the end of September. I jumped and danced with my friend Jim and tried to get into every last bit of fire. I even got a high-five from a dude I danced around with for being one of the few crazy girls to jump into the action. I kind of wish I was a local and the one hold the fire. What a change from last year!
Jim and I even got some of the first years into the action and encouraged them to dive in for a short dance. They seemed terrified but willing. This is going to be another great year!
The best part of the festivities, especially this last day, is that many of my friends who had gone away for internships are on their way back to Barcelona, even if just for short trip. I woke up this morning with a killer hangover, but a brilliant smile on my face. This is life in Barcelona! If you ever get the chance to dance in the fire I hope you do!
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