by Kristin
Young
Portland Community College

Here
in Barcelona, parks are everywhere, though many are very different from the
ones I conjure up in my head. Only the
really large parks are covered in grass, and many have signs urging visitors to
stay off of those rare patches of green.
Otherwise, you are usually looking at an area of vegetation in the
middle of a large city with dirt paths and perhaps a simple play
structure. While they are different,
they are beautiful in their own way.
Many have added architectural designs incorporated within and around,
just waiting for discovery. But besides
looking completely different from what I think a park should look like, the way
people use the parks here is far different than what I am used to.
Of
course you have the standard dog-walkers and kids playing. I have even seen a
jogger or two (but really, exercisers are not all that common on the streets). The real beauty of the parks in Barcelona is
that you can find someone sitting on a bench with a newspaper simply enjoying
the moment of peace. It’s not just a
place to sit as you pound down one last cup of coffee before your thirty-minute
lunch break is over. Instead of jogging through the park as a nice, quaint
little place to get some exercise, people stroll though the park to chat whilst
enjoying plants and flowers and escaping from the surrounding world of stone.
photos by Kristin Young
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