Parc de la Ciutadella on a Sunday afternoon: it was a clear, 60 degree day, and the air smelled like spring. We walked to the fountain, la Cascada, and stumbled upon a man in a newsboy cap making giant bubbles; kids gathered around him, laughing, chasing, and popping the bubbles. To the right of them stood a gazebo full of people dancing to Spanish music - the sight was too storybook-like to believe. Everyone seemed to be having a good time with their easy smiles and relaxed swaying. Someone saw me taking photos of the dancing people, and waved me over to dance with him. A little part of me wishes I hadn't been shy enough to decline. How cool would it have been to engage in and be a part of that idyllic scene - to not only spectate local culture, but really experience it firsthand?