Saturday, August 23, 2014

The Sublime The Ridiculous And The Erotic

Next morning, in Barcelona:

Ramon is at home with the children.

Maria Goyri is cycling to a predetermined location.

She is on Arthur's bike.

Vello, Schopenhauer and David are heading for the same pre-determined location.

José Ortega y Gasset and George Santayana are standing in front of the Sagrada Familia with Sweezus.

Sweezus is in a bad mood today. Understandably.

Cheer up, says George. They'll be back by lunch time.

Arthur, Belle and Marie have hired two Green Electric Motos and are about to set off on a tour.

The Green Motos are one hundred percent eco-friendly, and, being electric, are silent. They also have GPS.

Before you get on behind me, says Belle to Arthur, here are the rules. Firstly, no.....

I didn't bring it, says Arthur.

What? says Belle.

Nothing, says Arthur. Because in his pocket, he does have the knife.

No funny business, says Belle. Hands on my waist. And if my dress blows up into your face....

Yes? says Arthur.

You must tell me, says Belle. I'll slow down.

Ready, says Marie. Here we go. First stop Las Ramblas.

...........

Ramon is making playdough for the children.

Where did mama go? says one.

Out, says Ramon shortly. she'll be home at lunch time.

It would not be good for the children to know where their mother has gone with the three foreign gentlemen.

Maria Goyri stops outside the Museu de l'Erotica, and looks for somewhere to lock up the bike.

How kind of that young poet to lend it. Such a quality bike it is too.

Here come David and Schopenhauer,  with Vello lagging behind. He must have made quite a night of it.

Hello, says Maria Goyri. Ready for an education?

It's nine euros to enter. The Museum is small.

There are old fashioned erotic prints and drawings on the walls, and a video, looping.

David peers at the prints.

Schopenhauer becomes aware for the first time that one of his boots squeaks.

Vello hears a young woman tell her friend. There were no light in the toilets. And I had to share them with a giant penis.

Cool, says her friend.

Maria Goyri says: Let's go into the courtyard for a free coffee. It's getting stuffy in here.

......

José and George are explaining the Sagrada Familia to Sweezus.

This is the Nativity Facade, says George. It's Spanish Late Gothic. That is the Tree of Life above the Door of Jesus. Note the tortoises under the columns, and chameleons, over there. Gaudi wished all the statues to be painted bright colours.

Sweezus looks at his watch. Half past ten.


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