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This week-end I did hang my work in a bar in the center, let's see if some tourist buy some. No party, no inauguration, just hung.

I never saw Barcelona like this, the Rambla and surroundings are litteraly packed with tourists. One car on three has foreign license plate.

It's strange to see the city where you live and work suddenly filled with a river of sandals, shorts, souvenirs t-shirts and cameras floating on sweaty red sunburned skins.

This afternoon I reddiscovered that silly toy board called skimboard. You slide on that thin layer of water layed by the retiring wave on the sand. Fun. I fell like a kid. I am a kid.