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Bringing life to city streets: The Barcelona model

In this once-grimy Mediterranean city, there's a wealth of free entertainment along the streets: human 'statues,' medieval architecture, expert tango dancers, and people performing the Catalan sardana, once banned by the Franco regime.

Bringing life to city streets: The Barcelona model
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Ashli Blow

In this once-grimy Mediterranean city, there's a wealth of free entertainment along the streets: human 'statues,' medieval architecture, expert tango dancers, and people performing the Catalan sardana, once banned by the Franco regime.

Once dismissed as a grimy, dull town, this Mediterranean  city is now mentioned in the same breath as Paris, London, and Rome as a  must-see destination for anyone seeking to experience Europe at its  best. What happened?

The city sports gorgeous architecture, both in the charming tangle of  medieval streets and in turn-of-the-19th-century masterpieces by Antonin  Gaudi and other geniuses of the Modernisme movement. The Mediterranean  Sea splashes right at its doorstep, creating a vibrant downtown  waterfront where you can stroll past a harbor full of tall-mast  sailboats and broad beaches crowded with well-toned sunbathers.   Barcelona is ringed with mountains, laced with Parisian-style boulevards  and dotted with lively nightspots.  And there’s no doubt — the 1992  Summer Olympics and an outpouring of civic inventiveness has boosted its  international reputation by leagues in the last two decades.

But what struck me as its greatest asset on a recent visit was the  exuberant public life that sweeps everyone up in the festivities. Even with great cathedrals, museums, cafes, and the delicious Sant Josep  Market, walking the streets of Barcelona remains the highlight of my  trip.  In addition to enjoying a sublime urban landscape, you are  treated to top-flight entertainment — with no cover charge unless you  want to drop a half-euro coin into their baskets.

Particularly intriguing are the human sculptures that stare down from  their pedestals on La Rambla, the pedestrian street that is the heart  of the old city.  Just when you almost believe they really are statues,  they suddenly break into a dance or a shriek or a song.

Other pedestrian promenades around the city — both winding medieval  lanes closed to cars, and wide walkways in the middle of an avenue with  slender traffic lanes on either side — also showcase talented tango  dancers, gypsy jazz bands, tai chi masters, dulcimer pluckers and much  more.

But the most heartwarming of the public performances were circles of people dancing the traditional Catalan sardana in front of the cathedral and other squares. The beaming smiles I  noticed, particularly on the faces of older dancers, is explained by the  fact that the sardana was illegal during the Franco dictatorship — one of his many efforts to quash any signs of Catalan culture.

In fact, the joyous embrace of public life in Barcelona, where even  walking down the sidewalk in the company of others feels like a  celebration, can be traced back to Franco’s 40-year reign, when any  public gathering outside of religious rituals was forbidden. In the  spirit of liberation following the end of the Franco dictatorship, local  people created new squares and public spaces all across the city and  suburbs to heal the scars of political and civic repression. Some of  them fit so well with the urban fabric of the old city that visitors  often assume they are centuries old.

People coming together in a congenial public space for any reason is  one of the most basic expressions of the commons — which Franco and  other totalitarians understood was necessary to repress. A vibrant  public life is not only a source of pleasure but an essential element of  democracy.

One note of caution: A few pockets of Barcelona’s center city may  display a bit too much streetlife for many people’s taste.  Tourists are  warned not to carry their passports or much cash in certain areas close  to the waterfront on account of the city’s deft pickpockets (some of  the world’s most skilled), and to avoid backstreets in the rundown  Barrio Chino district unless they seek the company of prostitutes.

I followed that advice and encountered no trouble, with the exception  of being ushered away from the Catalan version of a shell game on La  Rambla after trying to take a photo.  It did not escape my notice that  the man angrily shooshing me down the street was the same one who,  posing as passer-by, had just won a jackpot.

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Ashli Blow

By Ashli Blow

Ashli Blow is a Seattle-based freelance writer who talks with people — in places from urban watersheds to remote wildernesses — about the environment around them. She’s been working in journal