Monday, November 06, 2006

Montserrat

"Truly weird rock pillars" seems apt enough, no?
I got there on a cablecar strung up the side of the mountain on a wire. Fog drifted in the windows. I gaped at the sand castle rocks and stumbled unsuspectingly into high mass at the monastery, lured by the sounds of a boys' choir--a throng of 10 or 12 year olds in Catalan mullets shuffling around with arms tucked into sleeveless robes and, counterintuitively, sounding ethereal. (They study there on the mountain, at reportedly the oldest music school in Europe.)
And then I left Barcelona. (Picture to left.)
And am here in Granada. (Not picture to left.)
Feeling fork-in-socket culture shock.

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I BET THE CLIMBING ON THOSE ROCKS WOULD BE EPIC!!


I HOPE YOU ARE HAVING AN "ETHERAL" EXPERIENCE ON ALL LEVELS...

-ANDI

8:37 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Cool rocks, cool cathedral, cool sounds, cool sand. No wonder it was hard to leave.

8:10 AM  

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