{"id":1683,"date":"2016-08-26T20:39:33","date_gmt":"2016-08-26T19:39:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/?page_id=1683"},"modified":"2016-08-26T21:07:57","modified_gmt":"2016-08-26T20:07:57","slug":"week-34-visiting-lluis-in-sitges","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"http:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/?page_id=1683","title":{"rendered":"Week 34: visiting Lluis in Sitges"},"content":{"rendered":"

The highlight of last week was the visit to Sitges to spend a day photographing with my friend Lluis up there. So the overwhelming majority of this week’s pictures are from my trip to Catalonia Thursday and Friday.<\/p>\n

34_1<\/strong>
\nBut I start with a few pictures from home. Now that my Taco is no longer here, one of the golf course cats has begun taking liberties with our backyard. Of course, Cheeta the dog is still around but she is a senior citizen and unless she happens to be downstairs when the cat comes, she does not react. It is always the same cat; I recognise it because it is missing almost half of its tail. He is very shy and ran off as soon as I managed to take a couple of pictures:
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34_2<\/strong>
\nThis white cat intrigues me. I do not think he is feral, and he seems relatively uninterested in the food I leave behind. So I suspect that he lives in one of the houses and just likes to roam around a bit:
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34_3<\/strong>
\nStaying with the animal theme, a beagle waits for his human outside our Aldi supermarket:
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34_4<\/strong>
\nMorning light in my kitchen:
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34_5<\/strong>
\nAs an antidote of all the pictures I have posted from various eating and drinking activities at the office, here is a picture of our gym. In addition to my cycling, I do some weights once or twice a week. Until a couple of weeks ago, I never used the gym at the office, preferring to go to one near my home. But finally I decided that it was stupid to pay 50 Euro a month for my membership when I have a very nice gym available to me free of charge:
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34_6<\/strong>
\nAnd now to the key part of the week. On Thursday morning I drove the 500 km to Sitges, arriving there around lunchtime. My friend Lluis from Barcelona has a summer home in Sitges, and he met me at my hotel. After checking in, we installed ourselves at a table outside a nice little place and got our ca\u00c3\u00b1as<\/em> (small beers):
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34_7<\/strong>
\nLluis studies the menu…:
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34_8<\/strong>
\n…and we ended up with this delicious light lunch:
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34_9<\/strong>
\nIt is lovely to sit outside and watch human traffic, such as this delightful mother and daughter:
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34_10<\/strong>
\nAfter lunch, we set out to explore Sitges on foot, for several hours. The town has many lovely places, such as this, called Rac\u00c3\u00b3 de Calma (the corner of calm). A father is trying to get his young son to pose:
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34_11<\/strong>
\nAn Asian tourist. Either her jaw dropped because of the beauty of what she is photographing; or she is examining her mouth, using the phone as a mirror; or she is bored. Take your pick:
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34_12<\/strong>
\nA curious sign. Lluis did not know what the “hippie fair” referred to:
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34_13<\/strong>
\nAfter a couple of hours, we got thirsty and sat down for a beer at the oldest chiringuito<\/em> (beach bar) in Sitges, right on the beachfront promenade. Before I knew it, Lluis was taking a picture of these two French ladies at the neighbouring table:
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34_14<\/strong>
\nAnd then, at their request, he is writing his e-mail address in their notebook:
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34_15<\/strong>
\nA sign at the entrance to the bar’s toilet. It is unclear how “emergency” is defined:
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34_16<\/strong>
\nThe seating area of the bar was below the level of the promenade, which provided for some interesting angles to take pictures. This part of the promenade was like a shopping mall of cheap trinkets, counterfeit sneakers and sunglasses and the like. Despite prominent signs that this kind of commercial activity was forbidden, it was obviously completely tolerated:
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34_17<\/strong>
\nTwo women want to have their picture taken by a third woman; but first the putative photographer must be trained in the operation of the camera:
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34_18<\/strong>
\nAnd the picture gets taken:
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34_19<\/strong>
\nHaving enjoyed our beers and conversed with the French ladies, Lluis and I kept on walking down the promenade. The commercial activity continued:
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34_20<\/strong>
\nEntertainment for the children:
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34_21<\/strong>
\nConversation, human:
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34_22<\/strong>
\nConversation, canine:
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34_23<\/strong>
\nA bit later in the afternoon (what would be considered early evening anywhere but Spain), we met up with Lluis’s family. This is the first time I have met them, so it was a great pleasure for me. Lluis and his wife have two delightful daughters and have been blessed with grandchildren too. Here is Lluis and one of his daughters:
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34_24<\/strong>
\nLluis’s wife and granddaughter:
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34_25<\/strong>
\nLluis’s two daughters and the youngest grandchild:
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34_26<\/strong>
\nAs is often the case, the baby is the centre of attention:
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34_27<\/strong>
\nI am always the one taking the pictures, but when you are with another photographer, then sometimes your own camera gets turned on you (picture by Lluis):
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34_28<\/strong>
\nLluis and I stopped for a glass of wine at a newly opened wine bar. The wine was a locally made Gewurztraminer (one of the classic grapes from Alsace), very nice and refreshing:
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34_29<\/strong>
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34_30<\/strong>
\nWhile passing the cathedral, we happened upon this nice scene. A wedding ceremony had just finished, and the newlyweds were getting ready to start their honeymoon in this magnificent driving machine:
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34_31<\/strong>
\nIt was hot, so the driver broke decorum and took off his jacket:
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34_32<\/strong>
\nThe wedding photographer gets one of the classic shots:
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34_33<\/strong>
\nAnd then they drive off:
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34_34<\/strong>
\nWe then walked towards Lluis’s car to drive to the port area where we were going to have dinner. Along the way, always on the lookout for things to photograph, I spotted this sad, broken figurine on a wall:
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34_35<\/strong>
\nWe found a nice restaurant at the harbour, and our waitress was as lovely as the food was good:
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34_36<\/strong>
\nI got up early on Friday morning and went for a walk in the still empty streets. The beach was almost deserted and the moon was fool:
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34_37<\/strong>
\nThe only people out and about were joggers and a few rollerskaters:
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34_38<\/strong>
\nI walked to the steps from the promenade to the cathedral, a good spot from which to watch the sunrise. As I approached, I saw this lovely scene, a juxtaposition of cat and mermaid:
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34_39<\/strong>
\nA straight portrait of the same cat:
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34_40<\/strong>
\nThese two girls were also waiting for the sunrise:
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34_41<\/strong>
\nSunrise over the bay:
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34_42<\/strong>
\nSunrise over the bay, a different view:
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34_43<\/strong>
\nMorning light on the sculpture:
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34_44<\/strong>
\nMorning joggers:
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34_45<\/strong>
\nI walked to a lovely little square and saw this man getting ready to feed the pigeons. It looks like they are used to him:
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34_46<\/strong>
\nBreakfast for the birds:
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34_47<\/strong>
\nSomething that really warmed my heart–a municipal feeding station for the stray cats of Sitges:
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34_48<\/strong>
\nSitges has changed a lot during the past couple of decades, according to Lluis. Sometimes for the better, sometimes not. Here is an example. What used to be a local food market is now Bacardi House:
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34_49<\/strong>
\nFinally it was 8 a.m., and the coffee shops began to open. I sat down for my morning coffee:
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34_50<\/strong>
\nA final image of Sitges, from the night before. It is a very lively town, with a large LGBT presence:
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34_51<\/strong>
\nI walked back to the hotel, had breakfast, checked out and began my drive home. But on Lluis’s recommendation, I made a detour to the mountain village of Siurana, near Tarragona. Besides being amazingly beautiful, Siurana has a lot of historical significance, as it was the last town in Catalonia to fall to the Christian conquerors in 1153. Legend has it that the last Moorish queen (more accurately, the wife of the local ruler) committed suicide by jumping off a cliff astride her white horse. This is the view from the village of the reservoir down below:
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34_52<\/strong>
\nI was shooting both digital and film, so here is the same scene on Ilford SFX film shot in my Fuji 6×4.5 rangefinder:
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34_53<\/strong>
\nI finished my visit in Siurana by buying a couple of bottles of the local wine and olive oil from the village shop. Siurana has its own Denominaci\u00c3\u00b3n of Origen<\/em> for both wine and olive oil. While I have not tried the oil yet, the wine turned out to be excellent:
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More photos from Sitges are available here<\/a>, and I have also set up a separate gallery of Siurana images<\/a>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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