I'm going to try and put into words how amazingly awesome last night was, but know that words just can't do it justice. The jubilation of the crowd (we estimate maybe 100,000 where we were on the Placa Espanya in Montjuic Parc, but hard to tell) when Spain scored that late goal was incredible. The celebration following, with flares and singing ("Yo soy Espanol, Espanol, Espanol") and dancing and screaming, was indescribable. After the match we took the Metro back to Las Ramblas where the crowd was even drunker and crazier.
We did get in Gaudi's Casa Mila before we went down to the match, and were so glad we did. We like architecture anyway, and everything from his inspiration to his style to his technical execution is so admirable. He really is the most original architects ever. And had that Moderniste bent that we love so much.
We took the Metro from there down to Montjuic Park, with its beautiful fountains and the huge fortress looming over. Spain flags flew everywhere and everyone was dressed in the colors. I wore my little knock-off Espana jersey that I got for $6 at Penney's last month. We got a good spot off to the side behind a bush (they shut off the fountains right before the match started) with a view of the smaller back screen. We had a young family next to us and the son, about 8 years old, could not have been more excited throughout the match. He had is face painted and wore a Spain jersey and the Spain flag as a cape. They were really fun to share the experience with. Whenever I said the name of one of the Spanish players ("Casillas!" when he'd make a great save), the kid would look at me consideringly. He was so excited when Spain scored. Ninety years from now, he will still be talking about watching his country when their first World Cup.
Last night was exactly what we wanted when we planned the timing of this trip. It is something I'll remember and talk about for the rest of my life too.