Detective guy: El cuerpo…
Me: Hey who turned the language back to Spanish,I’m trying to watch CSI here!
Detective Jo Danville: …Mosos D’esquadra, Barcelona police…
Me: Oh my god! T come quick! Barcelona is in CSI! The guy is mosos!
T: You realise he isn’t really mosos right?
After watching for a few minutes
Me: He isn’t really Catalan or Spanish either is he?
After watching for a few more minutes
Me: She isn’t Spanish either is she?
T: No. Y’know the footballs on…
Me: Fine, change it.
(If you want to experience the exhilarating but brief and half arsed reference to Barcelona in CSI NY, look for the episode ‘Holding Cell’ in Season 7)
Friend’s and lovers flying home to Christmas have left a little emptiness, a little quietness in the travellers camp of Barcelona. I can’t shake the ghost, real and imagined, of the kid left alone at the end of term. The one who wanders across empty playgrounds and kicks about deserted hallways.
But then again, this isn’t the Chalet School, or Tom Brown’s School, or even the Bridge of Allan student village in Scotland. Nah, this is Barcelona.
So instead of sentimental Christmasy moping, I’m gonna head out for some punky, Balkan gypsy, ska, reggae dancing madness, also known as the Always Drinking Marching Band. Lets dance till our legs scream for mercy!
The Drinker’s Day
Venue: Sala Apolo, Nou de la Rambla 113, 08004 Barcelona
Time: 9pm till late (5 ish)
Tickets: 10 Euros in advance and 13 on the door
Date: 21st December 2011