So, I will start spilling more details about my year in Barcelona.
I was alone in Barcelona and my way of getting to know people was going onto loquo.com and signing up for language exchanges ( I speak English, they teach me Spanish, but they usually just want to speak English). Loquo is the Craigslist of Barcelona, or at least it was when I lived there. I met people, made new friends, got dates, found new English students and a new places to live thanks to Loquo.
The level of English in Spain is pretty low compared to the rest of Europe, or at least it still was back in 2004-2005. You can thank Fransisco Franco for that. I don't have time for a history lesson, but basically he didn't want other cultural influences in Spain during his rule. You can still see a lot of his influences in Spain.
So what does this have to do with phalluses ? I'm glad you asked.
So when I met up with a guy on Loquo who ended up becoming a good friend of mine, I asked him where he lived, and he kinda lowered his head and said that he lived by a giant penis. Thinking I was misunderstanding something I asked him to repeat himself. He did, and his answer did not change. He still lived by a huge schlong.
It turns out, near the end of my stay, so did I. I moved closer to it. Here, have a looksie.... The two pics below were taken by me from my balcony.
A little closer..............
This was near the end of my stay, but while the tower was under construction the previous summer, it looked like this..............
So yeah, it had a huge shaft during the summer of 2004. When my roommate drove me by it like this, I couldn't help but giggle like a schoolgirl who just saw a penis in a textbook. I didn't photograph the shaft though. I ripped this one from Wikipedia. So thank the folks there and maybe make a donation ? I doubt they had this in mind when posting the pic, but whatevs..........
Since I've been so occupied with it's shape, I forgot to tell you the name and history of this tower. This is the Agbar Tower, aka Torre Agbar. It turns pretty colors at night. Just think of it as the pretty vibrator you never had.
In it are head offices for the water department in Barcelona. Now how much more phallic can you get ? They really didn't have to do it. It's not like people in Barcelona are repressed. It's a total orgy, that city. San Francisco is tame compared to Barcelona.
Anyway, I had two gay roommates in this apartment, and while we were on the balcony, one of the guys told me he wished a plane would've just flown him over the tower and dropped him on his ass.
Okay loves, that is all for now ! Class is dismissed !