A funny story about Barcelona. It was the end of our first day there, we were all tired and the family was sitting on a bench facing me in front of the building in the first picture. I was standing leading a discussion on what to do next. All at once I look over them and on the sidewalk (about 30-40 feet behind the family) was a naked man! He was just walking along the sidewalk, no one was paying much attention to him. Everyone that passed him noticed, but no one stared or pointed. He was probably in his late 40’s or early 50’s and had an amazing tan. He clearly did this a lot. He didn’t look like a crazy person, or homeless, or anything weird – other than the lack of shoes or hat, or anything else in between. The hilarious thing was that he was pulling a rolling suitcase, probably full of clothes. I can only conclude that he must have lost the key.
After he had walked past where we were, I told the family to look – so they only got the view from behind. We were all so stunned, no one thought to take a picture. The ironic thing is, just prior to him walking by, the people wearing the "giant lady" costumes pictured above walked by and we got shots of that, no problem.
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