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Going to a tiny local anarchist bar, where we listened to revolutionary Catalan songs and laughed to find ourselves unknowingly involved in a song/game about which we were totally cluless. The game involved each person adding a word to some Catalan song (i.e. first person says "la nena" second person says "la nena estaba contenta" third person says "la nena estava content perquè...." etc.. Other than Pau and a few of his friends, no one else in the bar knew that Rachel and I were foreigners, and so when it it got to me, I just stared blankly drawing out a long "uhhhhhhhh." But it was so fun just to be there and see what kinds of similar things can draw people together all over the world, even if we don't always understand each other.
Having a barbecue with Pau's friends where we ate delicious food, drank all sorts of exciting drinks, played a funny game called Pim Pom Poom, and hung around for hours.
Walking along the beach and dipping our toes in, even though the locals thought we were silly.
What I learned about El Vendrell is that no one seems to be in a rush. Friends gather and talk for hours; people essentially just enjoy each others' company. It was so so lovely, and I want to go back. Thank you Pau (and friends) for the most amazing stay!